tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76302284259365848002011-07-07T17:16:02.689-07:00The journey of our lives has started to unfold from this very moment...JoeCheFrancheskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17357529401778149436noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7630228425936584800.post-74275817886575487332009-06-08T19:45:00.000-07:002009-06-08T20:07:30.486-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/Si3R6p8SyRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lMOcTi6XzJY/s1600-h/DSCN2841.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/Si3R6p8SyRI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lMOcTi6XzJY/s320/DSCN2841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345159138380007698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/Si3N5UbBUcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2xtlO3_GvO8/s1600-h/DSCN2871.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/Si3N5UbBUcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2xtlO3_GvO8/s320/DSCN2871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345154717376926146" border="0" /></a><br />I'm back...<br />It took me very long to continue my blog...<br />because the laptop I was using before wasn' t mine...it's my birthday present to my husband but now I finally bought myself another one.<br />So let me continue...<br /><br />At these photos, I was just started shopping stuffs for our baby...<br />kasama ko brother at sister ko (not in the pic) to keep me company...things that I should be doing with my Husband apart from going to my check-ups...<br />I was 5 months preggy here...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7630228425936584800-7427581788657548733?l=cheryllflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JoeCheFrancheskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17357529401778149436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7630228425936584800.post-52860682590868045302008-12-24T23:15:00.000-08:002009-06-08T19:44:47.675-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/Si3IOYBoH1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fccHuZYzcls/s1600-h/RSCN2195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/Si3IOYBoH1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fccHuZYzcls/s320/RSCN2195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345148482051645266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/SVMzrVYctKI/AAAAAAAAACY/tYtA2VTz9yw/s1600-h/DSCN2167.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/SVMzrVYctKI/AAAAAAAAACY/tYtA2VTz9yw/s320/DSCN2167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283623607402804386" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Yes I am pregnant!<br />I am one of the luckiest married person alive!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br />and this photo is the proof...<br />my husband was overwhelmed that very early morning...that was like 2am Israel time...<br />I had tears of joy in my eyes, wishing my husband was on my side celebrating the greatest gift that God is entrusting us...I got pregnancy test<br /> 2weeks after I left Israel for good...It was hard<br /> that I had to go back home by myself, pregnant<br /> with our first baby and away from my husband.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7630228425936584800-5286068259086804530?l=cheryllflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JoeCheFrancheskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17357529401778149436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7630228425936584800.post-88550365460610252932008-12-21T00:11:00.000-08:002008-12-21T01:40:29.082-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/SU36j9-L4-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Zhr8DR6eLfI/s1600-h/DSCN1948.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/SU36j9-L4-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Zhr8DR6eLfI/s320/DSCN1948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282153433813214178" border="0" /></a><br />I could read your mind thru this picture!<br /><br />Nope it's not our baby...wishful thinking.<br />She is our inaanak Shane. Picture perfect?<br />I know...<br /><br />How could I ever forget this pic?<br />It's my last night in Israel because they were kicking me out for good for some reasons.<br />Still newlyweds! hello!!!<br />But we had no choice...it's the law.<br /><br />I could still wear a smile tho, but deep inside as the clock was ticking down the harder it was breaking my heart...gusto ko sila isumpa noon.<br />bawal kasi mga-asawa dun...we just told ourselves that it 's one of the trials we had to go through.<br /><br />...the next day we said "goodbye for now sweetheart".....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7630228425936584800-8855036546061025293?l=cheryllflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JoeCheFrancheskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17357529401778149436noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7630228425936584800.post-54924300134461126672008-12-20T23:41:00.000-08:002008-12-21T00:09:31.617-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/SU3zcGf_2qI/AAAAAAAAACI/zzCpfJKIMcE/s1600-h/DSCN1684.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/SU3zcGf_2qI/AAAAAAAAACI/zzCpfJKIMcE/s320/DSCN1684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282145602082167458" border="0" /></a>and then here we are...<br /><br />Yup, he is my husband now, I married my soulmate on August 12, 2007.<br />Tel-Aviv, Israel.<br /><br />Believe you me, he is really my God's gift!<br />I used to pray that one day I could meet someone who deserves my love, purity and loyalty...that the next boyfriend would be my last one...it's one of the wishes I left at the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem (<span style="font-style: italic;">the Holiest place of Jews</span>).<br /><br />Wish granted!<br /> And I am so proud to say I am living one of my dreams now.<br />I can't thank Lord Jesus enough for He has given me such a wonderful husband and I do love him more and more each day. I am so blessed...overflowing!<br /><br />Sometimes we tend to meet few wrong people before we finally meet the right one...<br /><br />And I do believe in fairytales...<br />Because our relationship as boyfriend/girlfriend is a happy ending and until now is still magical...<br />I am living with my prince charming.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7630228425936584800-5492430013446112667?l=cheryllflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JoeCheFrancheskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17357529401778149436noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7630228425936584800.post-24107713598518026552008-12-19T18:05:00.001-08:002008-12-20T21:00:37.785-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/SUxTrKWtc3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/2pinmpB6AEE/s1600-h/DSCN0078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281688463977837426" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 239px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ETgV64UQbDQ/SUxTrKWtc3I/AAAAAAAAABQ/2pinmpB6AEE/s320/DSCN0078.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em>For starters</em>, I would like to introduce you my husband Joe Franklin L. Flores...my soulmate, my sweetheart, my bestfriend, my prince.<br /><br /><div></div><div>It all started with a dance, December 23, 2005...</div><div>Tel-Aviv, Israel.</div><br /><div>He came when I least expected.</div><div>At first I knew he's someone special, that immediately I felt a connection with him.</div><br /><div>He was the only guy that broke my rules towards strangers! Not to talk and dance to strangers...not to give infos and celfone numbers most specially...because my impression to guys abroad was really really bad...most of them are liars.</div><br /><div>But not for him...</div><br /><div></div><div>Few dances done and the magical night was over!</div><div>All I did was wish to meet him again one day...</div><div>The next day he made a call, then the next weekend we met again...</div><div>Since then we never parted ways.</div><div>But I still played kinda hard-to-get for some reasons tho...one of them is the age issue, fortunately, not on his part. </div><br /><div>We had our share of ups and downs, we almost gave up on each other but still we hang on to one another as we sorted things out because it's the right thing to do. </div><br /><div>This is the very 1st photo taken of him in Jerusalem, but instead of scenic historical views he ended up accompanying me watch my employer at the hospital. He didn't mind at all, and it was indeed sweet because we were able to get the chance to share stories of our lives especially with our families.<br /><br /></div><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7630228425936584800-2410771359851802655?l=cheryllflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>JoeCheFrancheskahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17357529401778149436noreply@blogger.com3