Shamea Nikao

16/10/2025

Last quarter tested my patience and endurance in all aspects of my life but still grateful for what God has entrusted me with. Here are some highlights from last Q!

25/09/2025

Happy birthday, daddy ! We can’t live without you. You’re our superman! We love you. 😘❤️

15/09/2025

When I was 13, I carried a secret shame. We were so poor that I often went to school with no food. At recess, while my classmates opened their lunches apples, cookies, sandwiches.

I sat pretending I wasn’t hungry. I buried my face in a book, hiding the sound of my empty stomach. Inside, it hurt more than I can explain.

Then, one day, a girl noticed. Quietly, without making a fuss, she offered me half her lunch. I was embarrassed, but I accepted. The next day, she did it again. And again. Sometimes it was a roll, sometimes an apple, sometimes a piece of cake her mother baked. To me, it was a miracle. For the first time in a long time, I felt seen.

Then one day, she was gone. Her family moved, and she never came back. Every day at recess, I’d glance at the door, hoping she would walk in and sit beside me with her smile and her sandwich. But she never did.

Still, I carried her kindness with me. It became part of who I was.

Years passed. I grew up. I thought of her often, but life went on.

Then, just yesterday, something happened that froze me in place. My young daughter came home from school and said:

“Dad, can you pack me two snacks tomorrow?”

“Two?” I asked. “You never finish one.”

She looked at me with the seriousness only a child can have:

“It’s for a boy in my class. He didn’t eat today. I gave him half of mine.”

I just stood there, goosebumps rising, time standing still. In her small act, I saw that girl from my childhood. The one who fed me when no one else noticed. Her kindness hadn’t disappeared,it had traveled through me, and now, through my daughter.

I stepped onto the balcony and looked at the sky, my eyes full of tears. All at once I felt my hunger, my shame, my gratitude, and my joy.

That girl may never remember me. She may not even know the difference she made. But I will never forget her. Because she taught me that even the smallest act of kindness can change a life.

And now, I know: as long as my daughter shares her bread with another child, kindness will live on.

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✨ We may not remember all the lessons taught in school, but we will never forget the way someone’s kindness made us feel.

14/07/2025

I turned 35 last week. Birthdays hit different in your 30s. Here’s what this week taught me and how it went! Swipe 👉

06/07/2025

Boracay photo dump 🌊☀️Now planning to go back!!!

02/07/2025

If you’re from Bacoor or nearby areas and would love to order delicious and creamy pasta for your events, order now from Chill & Bites by my tita Khrysstina Adaza. So yummy! ❤️😘

30/06/2025

If you remember, I paused my YouTube content journey 3 years ago due to account access issue which until now hasn’t been resolved. It didn’t faze me at all because at the back of my mind, I also wanted to re-align my priorities — family, ministry, and work.

3 years later, here I am back at it again BUT with a different mindset and positioning.

- Welcome to “of Light and Little Things” -

I used to think the best stories were told in highlight reels— The milestones. The fireworks. The big days.

But lately, I’ve been learning to slow down… and see the stories God writes between those moments.

The quiet ones. The sticky-fingered ones. The ones where my daughter says “I love you” while brushing her teeth. The ones where we watch the sky change and remember that time is borrowed—and beautiful.

This is my heart behind Of Light and Little Things.

A family vlog born out of a longing to capture what’s real and good and quiet.

If you ever need a place to breathe, to feel held, or to remember that God is in the everyday—this space is for you.

New video has dropped. I’m so glad you’re here. 🤍

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Come slow down with us 🌿This was our first trip to Boracay as a family — a place where time moved slower, the light hit softer, and the ocean reminded us of...

25/06/2025

Too many good ones not to share. 😌✨

This was us:
Wind in our hair, sand on our toes, and hearts full.

I didn’t realize how much we needed this trip until I saw these photos.
Not posed. Not perfect. But full of real joy.

God really knows how to give good gifts. This was one of them.
And now, it’s frozen in time. ❤️

Thank you, Boracay. We’ll be back.

16/02/2025

Happy Sunday!

09/02/2025

02/02/2025

7 already?! Where did my baby go? My little chirpy chick, little pumpkin, chuchay! 🥹

Happy birthday, my love

Your dad and I know we can’t stop time but we can make the most out of it. I can tell this to you in person but I want to write this down and post it here so when you grow older, you can go back and read this. Know that we love you without ifs and whens and you are always in our mind and heart. Few more years to go and we’ll have to bid the baby days goodbye 😭 but you will always be our baby no matter what age you get. We love you so much, anak. Always and forever. Love, Mommy ❤️❤️❤️