Nanay Leonor

I miss her. Alot.

Her curly hair, always kept dyed and neat. Her eyes that roll everytime she hears something she didn't like. Her gentle voice that can wound someone if she wants to. Her touch that makes me feel safe and secured as I fall asleep. Her humor, her thoughtfulness, everything about her.

I know that now, she's with tatay and Jojo. They are now in a place where pain is unheard of.

I love you nay! <3

A Roller Coaster Ride

I left for a few days to be with my grandmother who really needs my support. I needed to let her feel how much I love her and how much I am willing to sacrifice just to be with her. I was hoping that when she sees me, I will be able to light another spark of hope for her, another strong push to keep her fighting.

It was so sudden but I was rather glad. I appreciate how my husband was really understanding, and mama too.

It was a roller coaster ride. Happiness because of seeing my loved ones that I've been missing so much and sadness because of seeing someone that you love so much in pain.

I believe in the power of prayer. I believe in the power of faith. I needed to be there just to make the most of time. I needed to come to kiss and hug her and tell her to continue to fight and I'm still holding on to the power of my faith.

Love you nanay. Kaya mo yan. <3

Let Love Keep us Together

The sun is still working hard at 4:02 PM. After a few days of rain, it's now humid. My perfume has evaporated and I'm struggling to stay focused on the Powerpoint presentation of Manuel E. Arguilla's "Midsummer". It actually feels like midsummer right now and reading his precise description of how Nagrebcan was on the time that "Manong" met "Ading" makes me feel want to dive in the crystal waters staring right at me. I'm here in Jawili, at the Wassenaar Beach Resort, listening to "Let Love Keep us Together" being played by our guests in Cottage #2.


I am taking a break from this project and I am doing so by creating a new blog. I just noticed that all my blogs have themes and I when I want to blog, I need to classify my topic before posting to make sure that it fits the blog's theme. To hell with themes, in this new blog, anything goes.


I just received a text message and I do not like it one bit. I like being informed about what's happening especially with my loved ones but this particular message breaks my heart. How I wish I can fly to Manila right now.


The hands that touched my hair until I fall asleep when I was younger needs me right now. But, I can't do anything about it. No, scratch that. There is something that I can do. That is to pray. I know God will listen. Just please, let love keep us together.