#meetmitsui

I’d be lying if I said I’m unfazed by the wars happening simultaneously across nations.

Oh, living God, please help us. 🙏

Provide for our needs as we prepare for what is to come. Grant us peace as we navigate the mix of anxiety and hope, still holding on to dreams we don’t even know will matter when the time comes.

And if we are called to live in the world that follows, prepare us—help us transition mentally, physically, socially, and most of all spiritually—so we may live out the purpose You have assigned us to fulfill.

Epilogue: The Wife of Noble Character

10 A wife of noble character who can find?     She is worth far more than rubies. 11 Her husband has full confidence in her     and lacks nothing of value. 12 She brings him good, not harm,     all the days of her life. 13 She selects wool and flax     and works with eager hands. 14 She is like the merchant ships,     bringing her food from afar. 15 She gets up while it is still night;     she provides food for her family     and portions for her female servants. 16 She considers a field and buys it;     out of her earnings she plants a vineyard. 17 She sets about her work vigorously;     her arms are strong for her tasks. 18 She sees that her trading is profitable,     and her lamp does not go out at night. 19 In her hand she holds the distaff     and grasps the spindle with her fingers. 20 She opens her arms to the poor     and extends her hands to the needy. 21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;     for all of them are clothed in scarlet. 22 She makes coverings for her bed;     she is clothed in fine linen and purple. 23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,     where he takes his seat among the elders of the land. 24 She makes linen garments and sells them,     and supplies the merchants with sashes. 25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;     she can laugh at the days to come. 26 She speaks with wisdom,     and faithful instruction is on her tongue. 27 She watches over the affairs of her household     and does not eat the bread of idleness. 28 Her children arise and call her blessed;     her husband also, and he praises her:

Dear Heavenly Father,

I turned 33 on June 18, 2025.

And it’s July now. The candles have long been blown, the greetings slowly faded from my timeline, and the whirlwind of celebrations has quieted. And yet here I am, still sitting with it all, still savoring the aftertaste of a birthday month that surprised me with more than just love.

It gave me clarity.

I’ve had birthdays pass me by with noise, with silence, with busy schedules, with barely a flicker of celebration. But this year, something was different. It wasn’t louder. It wasn’t grander.

It was warmer.

My 33rd birthday felt different. Not because of how grand it was, but because of how grounded I felt. And it made me ask myself: What changed?

The answer was simple, but sacred: I found my way back to God.

For years, I had been building things… businesses, systems, relationships, entire worlds. I poured myself into expansion, poured myself out for dreams. But somewhere between the pursuit of growth and the weight of survival, I began to quietly drift. Science tried to replace faith. Hustle tried to outpace surrender. My prayers became strategic plans. My Sundays became catch-up days.

I didn’t realize I was slowly starving my soul.

Then came the unraveling… and the rebuilding.

This past year, everything shifted.

My father passed away (exactly ten days before my 32nd birthday), and I held his hand as he crossed over. That moment broke me, but it also cracked something open in me. I began to hear God again—not through thunder or fire, but through the stillness.

The following year, on the same day we civilly tied the knot, I married the same man again; of course my amazing, loving husband, JD. But this time, in God’s house. With His sacred blessing, I learned that marriage isn’t just love and laughter. It’s work. It’s growth. It’s transformation, with God at the center.

Together, we found family not just in relatives, but in faith. Through Couples for Christ, I sang again. I served again. I was given the chance to help others start their journey toward healing and reconnection. What a humbling privilege.

I also said yes again to my purpose.

I mentored again. Happily, gratefully, humbly. At the 1st Filippinovation Awards, I witnessed young, bold, timeless dreamers turn ideas into impact. One of my mentees even made it to the nationals. On my birthday. What a divine reminder that God celebrates us not just through gifts, but through the people He sends our way.

And slowly, things began to fall into place. Not all at once. Some things are still works in progress, still unfolding. But I’ve learned that it’s okay. What matters is they are falling into place—and I’m no longer doing it alone.

I’m building again. Dreaming again. This time, not apart from God, but with Him at the center.

To everyone who remembered my birthday, who took time out of their busy lives to send love, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I tried to respond, but Facebook thought I was spamming gratitude. So here I am, writing this novel and gratitude and remembrance you with all my heart. Please know that your kindness did not go unnoticed.

This road to 33 wasn’t easy. It was layered with grief, growth, surrender, and rebirth. But it was also sacred.

And today, as I cap off my 33rd birth month, I do so with a quiet kind of joy—the kind that lingers long after the candles are gone.

Here’s to 33.

To returning. To rebuilding. To re-centering in God.

And to never forgetting that grace is not earned, it’s received—over and over again.

Thank You, Lord.

For every breaking, every blessing, and every beautiful becoming.

One for the books. Thank you so much for the warm invite, ICOC Albay. Introduction written by ICOC: 

MARIE SACHIE MITSUI TURIANO

CEO, Founder and President of Fortem AuctrixFounder & CEO of Global Markets EruditionCo-Owner at Fort & TaillerThe Co-operators at Filipino Composers Development CooperativeA highly accomplished professional, Mitsui made significant contributions to the industry. Her expertise in Forex trading has led her to found Global Markets Eruditio, a successful Forex trading academy. In addition to this, Ms. Turiano is also the Owner, President and CEO of Fortem Auctrix, Inc., a BPO firm that has recently expanded here in Legazpi City, and the co-owner and Corporate Secretary of Fort and Tailler, a clothing company specializing in suits. 

Ms. Turiano is a graduate of AB Economics from Bicol University and has worked at the Philippine Stock Exchange.

Aside from her professional achievements, Ms. Turiano is also an artist at heart. She is a musician, songwriter, and singer, and co-operates the Filipino Composers Development Cooperative (FILCOMDEC). Ms. Turiano is also a co-author and contributor to the book "Pinay Lady Boss," a book about success and zero-to-hero stories of 55 Pinay Lady Bosses that aims to inspire more women entrepreneurs and businesswomen. Ms. Turiano's passion for work, people, art, music, and her family is evident in all that she does. 

She is truly a woman of impact who has made a positive difference in her industry and beyond. Catch Mitsui @ the Women of Impact Forum by ICOC Albay on March 25, 2PM at the 2nd Floor of Alba's Building Washington Drive Legazpi City.

A public diary post.

Today has been productive, but I’d say a bit unhealthy. Had most of my time stuck with meetings and failed to eat meals on time. Just about to grab breakfast actually, and I'm not even exaggerating.

Nevertheless, everything is nerve-rackingly exciting.

Every night, I constantly shake in anxiety overthinking what's next to come with the business growing and all. But I admire the feeling. It's always hard to get off the comfort zone, but well, we would rather choose our "hard" right?

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Beating the deadline is hard, being fired is hard. Choose. Being financially responsible is hard, being in debt is hard. Choose. Building a team is hard, working alone is hard. Choose. Waking up early is hard, not waking up at all is …

So yeah, I'd always choose the former(s).

Dear Malacañang,

We’re not here for your drama. We’re not here for your shows. We’re not here just idly sitting ’til you fill our heads with holes.

But we are here to take what’s ours— the truth and justice we deserve. For every penny that we’ve labored is what feeds your coffers served.

So, stop your ploys and masquerades, for our hungry homes have bled. Enough to shut our need for you, the crumbs of leadership you’ve fed.

Don’t tell us this is what is best— to shield a fugitive’s arrest. For if an ordinary man was charged, you’d surely put him to the test.

Don’t tell us this is not your game— to force our minds what to believe. That you’re a victim of your crimes so we must suffer, wait, and grieve.

And don’t say it’s not your way— this script, this fear, this tightening claw; break the people with your chaos first, then call it peace through martial law.

-MeetMitsui, 2026

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