Juliano and Cecilia Lim Family Blog

Our Memories with Elvira will always be lived

2010-12-16T19:28:00.000-08:00

Elvira Lim Sarmiento

January 14, 1940 - December 12, 2010

Mama Elvir... we love you so much!

God saw you getting tired and a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you and whispered "come to me." With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we loved you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hardworking hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.

The Sarmiento family needs our prayers and support right now.
A few minutes of your time is enough.

Minutes of the Meeting

2010-08-23T08:47:00.000-07:00

Lim Family 2^nd Generation

Minutes of the Meeting

Agenda:

Proposed Projects
    1. Smaller Pictures will be printed so that everybody will fit at the letter V portion of the family avatar.
    2. If possible, each Couple will be joined in one Picture.
    3. Send soft Copy as Email to Jonathanpado@yahoo.com before the end of this year.
    4. Tarpaulin system will be used as the material for our pictures.

Proposed implementation of “Lim Family 2^nd Generation Trust Fund”

1. This fund will be used to fund open scholarships for future generations to come.

2. This fund can also be used to fund a Family Attorney since we never had somebody to defend us from forms of injustice.

3. Funds will be contributed yearly per couple for the minimum amount of 1000php per couple or head (if still single).

4. Contributions will be given before August of 2011.

Proposed Permanent Roofing at Lolo and Lola’s cemetery

4th Family Reunion

2010-07-23T20:56:00.000-07:00

To: All the Members of the Juliano & Cecilia Lim Family
From: The Chairman: Dr. Erlinda Lim-Juan
Theme: Clean & Green

We will have our 4th Family reunion on Papa Juling’s 104th Birthday and Mama Celing’s 31st Death Aniversary on August 21, 2010 in La Libertad Negros Oriental. Our host is Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Terio and Family. Please wear something green.

Program of Activities
I. Arrival in La Libertad 8:00am – 12noon
II. Lunch at Terio’s Residence - San Jose, La Libertad, Negros Oriental
III. Celebration & Service at the Tomb 3:00pm – 5:00pm
Speaker: Mr. Roderick Lim
Program: Mrs. Ethel Rose Estrellado & Mr. Leo Art Sarmiento
IV. Dinner and Fellowship at La Limar 6:00pm – 8:00pm
Host: Terio Family
EMCEE: Giel Estrellado
Presentation by the Third Generation:
By: Jonathan Julvic Trinidad and Rickne Ian Lim
V. Family Meeting 9:00pm – 11:00pm
1st & 2nd Generation
VI. Sweet Dream (Sleeping time) 11:00pm
VII. Homeward Bound (8/22/2010)

Assignments:
1st Generation:
1. Submit 2 Stories about Papa and Mama
2nd Generation:
1. Video Presentation
2. Plans for the Future
3rd Generation:
1. Prepare for a number (base on theme)
2. Submit your auto biography and for those who cannot write yet parents will be the one to write.

The LIM Christmas Party '09

2010-01-10T08:05:00.000-08:00

The annual Christmas party was held at Eng. Ernesto Lim at Valencia, Oriental Negros. This event is the most awaited party of the Lim family where we reunite once again.

The National Anthem

2009-07-27T20:09:00.000-07:00

Please stand up for the National Anthem.

Handa, Sing!

Awit ng Kabataan Cover

2009-07-23T17:52:00.000-07:00

Inspired By
Winnux's Virtuosic adlib,
Mcloy's Percussion,
Romy's Back-voice,
Joseph's Bass and
(yours truly) Pharaoh's Rythms,
we made this one while emptying Nama Beer Cans.
This one goes out to all Kabataan...both physically and heartily. Enjoy!
This one goes out Twinkle...wishing you were here with us bro.

A very beautiful story

2009-07-12T05:06:00.000-07:00

I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky.

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away. He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand.

"Who stole the money?" he asked.

I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, "Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!"

He lifted up the bamboo stick. Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said," Dad, I was the one who did it!"

The long stick smacked my brother's back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath. After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, "You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you be possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!"

That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear.

In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, â€œSis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened."

I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did.

Years went by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me.

That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old.

When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province. That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet. I could hear him ask my mother, "Both of our children, they have good results? Very good results?"

Mother wiped off her tears and sighed," What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?"

At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said,"Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books."

Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face. "Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your studies!"

And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money.

I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, "A boy has to continue his study; if not; he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. " I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study at the university.

Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; "Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you."

I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice.

That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old.

With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university.

One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me, "There's a villager waiting for you outside!" Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked him, "Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?"

He replied with a smile," Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?"

I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, â€œI don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance is?"

From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He put it on my hair and said, "I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one."

I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried. That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.

I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned.

After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, "Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!" But she told me with a smile," It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window."

I went into my brotherâ€™s bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like hundreds of needles pricked in my heart. I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, "Does it hurt?â€? I asked him.

"No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet ... Even that could not stop me from working."

In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face. That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old.

After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want. They said, once they left the village, they wouldn't know what to do.

My brother agreed with them. He said, "Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of mom and dad here."

My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start.

One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital.

My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the plaster cast on his leg, I grumbled, "Why did you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you - you are suffering a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?"

With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, "Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being educated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly around?"

My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, "But you lack in education only because of me!"

"Why do you talk about the past?" he said and then he held my hand.

That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old.

My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, "Who is the one person you respect and love the most?"

Without even taking a time to think, he answered," My sister." He continued by telling a story I could not even remember. "When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers. She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her."

Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attention to me.

I found it hard to speak, "In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother, "And in this happy occasion, in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.

Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot.

Reminiscing "Excerpts from a Grandchild"

2009-07-07T21:13:00.000-07:00

Most of our childhood memories are better remembered whenever we are most happy. When Phoebe and Nathan migrated from Basay to Dumaguete, our first house was the old leased Hut at Mangnao, Dumaguete City. It was hard those days because we had to fetch drinkable water a kilometer away.
However, the best memories I kept was when we where about to go to Lalibertad to attend Family affairs. The travel was tough because I used to vomit inside the crowded Ceres Bus Liner but the destination was very promising enough. It was La Libertad and everything in there was nothing but fun. To mention a few, the water Jump at Hinobaan Bridge, the Banca ride, the fresh Bibingka, the camaraderie of fellow cousins...etc. It was a weekend of fun and nothing else.
And in these happy weekend trips, I did notice one explicit thing about our Late Lolo Juling. He was a man of great precision when it comes to time. He always woke up early to do his morning jogs. Im really not sure though how he was doing during weekdays but Im pretty sure he was always early because he was a teacher. He was always early to church too. Well, he was an elder and I remembered them having regular sessions an hour earlier before each sunday service.

Nevertheless, there was only one thing that our late Lolo Juling never hesitated to offer time.
.....and this was "Prayer".

You guys remembered this so well. We used to make jokes about the lenghty prayers our late Lolo Juling made each time he leads a prayer on meals, family assemblies, services, etc.
Ever wondered why those prayers were too long?
Well, it took a lot of time for me to realize too, that prayers are better mustered with answers if it's faithfully dedicated and heartily spoken in "Detail".

That's why it was lenghty...Lolo Juling had to pray for a lot of things...and in detail.

Yet another Song Cover

2009-07-05T17:25:00.001-07:00

This one's called Story of a girl

we learn

2009-07-01T10:09:00.000-07:00

things happen because we choose it, there may be regrets
but blaming is not an opinion, we are where we are
cause we brought our lives there, we get get happy
we get sad,
but most importantly
we learn

Message of the day

2009-06-25T20:26:00.000-07:00

We can be happy anytime
once we understand that
the only place we will ever find
genuine happiness...
is right inside us.
Hapinness begins at the point of acceptance:
the point when stop questioning
why can't be perfect and just accept the world the way it is...

Chinese Eye Test

2009-06-24T19:02:00.000-07:00

If you cannot decipher anything, the try pulling the corner of your eyes tight as if you were Chinese.
It works!

Missing Home

2009-04-07T09:14:00.000-07:00

Missing Home.
If only it didn't cost too much,
If only I was rich enough to not care about my job,
If only I could simplify life in a single snap,
If only Home was stone-throws away,
Id stop missing and go.

From Your Family Doctor

2009-03-11T02:45:00.000-07:00

by: Dr. Erlinda Lim Juan

Last week was a very exciting time of my life after receiving the highest award, the Philippine Academy of Family Physicians could bestow to it's members “The Family Physician of the Year” during the 48^th Annual Convention held at the Philippine International Convention Center February 26-28, 2009.

A colleague asked me What's my secret in getting the award?

I answered:

“The 3 C's"

1. Commitment

2. Concern

3. Creator: God has been so good to me.

These all started when a great miracle happened in my life when I got first place in the examination for fellows in 1998 exactly 20 years ago. The academy took notice of me, I was made to give the address in behalf of the awardees that year. Then in 1989, I was given a chance to be a member of the Specialty Board of Examiners, PAFP, for a total of 7 years. Then I was elected as President of the PAFP Negros Oriental Chapter for 3 years 1989- 1992. Putting up the Family Medicine Residency Training Program of SUMCFI since 1997 to the present was a challenge. Then as Medical Director / Vice President of the Silliman University Medical Center Foundation Inc. from June 1997- December 2001, also as one of the committee who envisioned the Silliman University Medical School . All these plus my involvement in the community the Silliman University Church, the Gideons International Auxillary, the Liones International, the Kalauman Development Center. “The Alagad” of Silliman University Founder's day celebration, the Mountain View Child Haven Foundation, the Lingap Center, the Daro Health Center, my concern for my patients and their families all the way from Sipalay, Negros Occidental to San Carlos , part of Southern Cebu and part of Mindanao . This could be summarized in the 5 star family physician- healer, teacher, manager, advocate and a friend.

At this juncture I would like to thank all the PAFP Negros Chapter led by president Dr. Johnny Yee for the endorsement, for Silliman Medical Center led by President/ Administrator Mr. Roberto Montebon for their encouragement and support, for my patients and their families whom I have treated, for my family- brothers, sisters, nephews and nieces and in laws and especially to my son Genesis and my husband Mr. Rodolfo D. Juan who painstakingly prepared all the papers to be submitted, to my friend Ms. Lorna P. Makil who volunteered to write about me, the Metropost for publishing the write up, to the PAFP, it's National Board of Directors and to all who congratulated me and giving me happiness and encouragement and lastly to my God who allowed this to happen giving me the greatest miracle in my life.

Driftwood park

2009-01-04T17:33:00.000-08:00

Located at the Northern Poblacion of La Libertad, a micro-park of drifted woods was born to amaze the Lim family as well as anybody else.

Built from nothing but resourcefulness and woods floating from the Hinubaan River, Arturo Sarmiento once again proved that living life is spicier if you sprinkle dusts of creativeness in it. His past creation, "The Octagon cottage on the Rocks", was one of my structural icons and i would never deny that it molded an important role why i took Civil Engineering.

As i panned through the pictures of the Micro-Park, I got more excited to visit the park personally. "Just Splendid!" is all i could say. I may not have the "Sarmiento-creativeness" blood in me, still im proud to say that some of our cousins have. hehehehe.

MORE POWER to the Lim Family!

TheLim Family way

2008-12-25T16:32:00.000-08:00

One of the most inspiring conversations we had with our Lolo Juling was when he talked about his youth experiences. Anybody remembered this? This actually happened one Christmas break about 15 years ago.
He said that the best teacher in life is the "mistakes" we do. One can be very fruitful if one learns from his errors.
We all know this quotes and we have been applying these things to our daily lives and up to the present. I, however, was much focused on his examples. When he said about his youth experiences. Despite all the good things our Lolo has done, he had to venture to the darker world in order for him to understand between good and evil. He did mentioned about the gambling, drinking, smoking the MJ, smoking the Opium recreationally (i really don't know what this is), etc. If only, i was matured enough to not-get-bored sitting in front of our Late Lolo Juling, I could have listened more.
To tap everything up, Lolo Juling has been tough surviving the world of adolescence. We might not have a clearer picture on how he did this, however, we are sure that these hurdles will surely come to some point in anybody's life. Further, one can never judge his own success, not until a descendant says so. I say Lolo Juling did good..better yet, exceptionally!
So, as most of us face Adolescense and Maturity, lets just remember that its not only us who had these kinds of experiences.....our granparents had, even our parents had their own experiences too. We will face all kinds of trails, obstacles, problems and solve them all by the traits and skills we learned from our roots, w/c is the "Lim family" way.

The Birth of Generation X

2008-12-18T06:52:00.000-08:00

Juliano A. Lim and Cecilia Q. Lim Family
#11 Ipil Street, Daro, Dumaguete City
December 16, 2008

From: The Chairman, Dr. Erlinda Lim Juan
To: All 2nd Generation Members – “Generation X”
Subject: Organizing the “Generation X”

1. Ethel Rose O. Estrellado
2. Lee Mike L. Ozoa
3. Junri L. Ozoa
4. Ariel L. Sarmiento
5. Leoart L. Sarmiento
6. Elve Ann S. Villarin
7. Arvi L. Sarmiento
8. Ronilex L. Terio
9. Mylene L. Padriga
10. Ma. Myrlie L. Rubioruperto
11. Erlene L. Bael
12. Rownefel L. Fuentes
13. Genesis Gamaliel L. Juan
14. Carolyn L. Dolar
15. Rodney C. Lim
16. Rickne Ian C. Lim
17. Roderick C. Lim, Jr.
18. Phoeroniel L. Trinidad
19. Jonathan Julvic L. Trinidad

Greetings!

With the suggestion of Engr. Ernesto Lim, our Vice Chairman, we will have to organize the 2nd Generation of the Juliano and Cecilia Lim Family. We are not getting any younger, so it’s high time that your generation will be organized because we are already extending globally. The world is so small we can communicate through the internet. Phoeroniel L. Trinidad (Gong-Gong) has created a blog. Just send your entries to Jonathan Julvic L. Trinidad (Jojo) or feel free to visit the blog at julianoceciliaabsinlim.blogspot.com. Please don’t hesitate to leave a message, shout out, thought for the day, or any comments upon visiting the site.

The officers will be 1. Chairman, 2. Vice Chairman, 3. Secretary, 4. Treasurer. You can send your ballots through the internet to my email address erlindalimjuan@yahoo.com or you can send it to me at Silliman Medical Center .

We will appreciate very much volunteers to the four positions. Please do so.

I am collecting all the birth certificates of all our members, so please send a xerox copy.

Reminiscing Hinubaan River

2008-09-29T07:30:00.000-07:00

Welcome To the Juliano & Cecilia Absin Lim Family Blog

2008-09-29T00:12:00.000-07:00

This Blog's goal is to reunite the Lim family clan of Juliano & Cecilia by publishing events, stories, records, etc. from the past to the present. There will be no chronological arrangements as to each post. However, posts will be defined with specific time and place. The author wishes to express his gratitude, in advance, to people who may or will contribute to the contents of this Blog.
Another goal this Blog needs to achieve is to have a "digital" record of the Lim family as it grows its roots through the years. The contents in this Blog will serve as historical documents for the future generations to come.

simple rules:

1. This Blog is specially dedicated to The Descendants of Juliano & Cecilia Absin Lim.
2. "Descendants" will not only pertain to family members related biologically/legally but also by HEART.
3. To protect the security of this Blog, the author wishes to hold the password and information of the Blog.
4. However, if you wish to post an article to this blog, please email me so that i can send you instructions on how to.
5. Let us help promote this blog and encourage ourselves to contribute an article or more to give life to this Blog. Remember, your words will be remembered through time by your descendants too.

MORE POWER TO THE JULIANO & CECILIA ABSIN LIM FAMILY!!!