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I wish I could wait for Valentine's Day to post this blog but I can't since I don't celebrate it since years back.

I don't remember exactly the day I met Cupid but I do remember that I had liked this particular boy one time. I was in elementary (Wait, don't get me wrong. It was just a harmless crush.) and he was a classmate of mine who was always on top of our class. He stood one time when asked by my teacher to answer a math problem. Math, being my waterloo was something he solved ...

An aunt wouldn't accept my hand-me-downs because they came from "ukay." I kept reasoning with her (like a merchant who hasn't had sales for the day) that though they were "preloved" items, they are for sure branded and therefore of good quality. I also made mention that I really have good taste in clothes for she would not have asked hand-me-downs from me. I was fuming mad later on when at the height of my explanation, she said, "I'd rather buy the Taiwanese kind rather ...

Nagsakit akong tiyan, nagsige sad kunuhay kog huna-huna
kung unsa akong nakaon ug kung natun-ugan ba ko
Sa sige nakog duko ug hinilak sa kasakit,
niingon akong mga migo, "Bai, iutot lang gud na.."
In a huff and puff, ingon ko in denial
"Dili lagi ni panuhot!"
Nagthink sad kog, mas nindot ideny kaysa ma-aan kag palautot

Pero in truth, perti na baya nakog pugong
kanina pa ning buntag kagawsunon
pero ang office, ...

Dysphagia.
Difficulty in swallowing.

That is what my Uncle Titing is experiencing... Even drinking water, it was a great difficulty for him. He RARELY ate. When he eats, it was just a spoon or two. He chews, then spits it out. He has medicines that he has to take, what I did was that I crushed all of it and mixed with Jelly Ace and let him eat slowly. Oftentimes, it would just end up in the wastebasket. He RARELY TALKS. We communicate through hand gestures or him writing on a ...

I can't help but feel teary-eyed whenever I listen to this song. This brings me back to November 2011 whenever I visit the Neonatal ICU to have some moments with my son, Levi. He was so frail and fragile and I would always hum this song to him. Humming this song brings me to a sense of peace. Words always fail me whenever I visit my little one and somehow, a song connects us both together.

For some reason, when I see his dad during his weakest times on chemo therapy, this song keeps ...

First, it was my Mama.
April 2010.
She was diagnosed with Stage 1 B1 Cervical Cancer.

Why? How?

Those were the questions that were running inside my mind those days. The whole family was shocked to learn about it, since she was the first one to be diagnosed with the Big C. The months of April, May and June were spent at hospitals. One where she had to undergo an operation to remove her cervix and ovaries to remove that cancer cells and prevent it from spreading, ...

I don't want to sound Mother Theresa-ish but recent circumstances in my life have left me mature in dealing with things and in accepting life's turmoils.

I get sad once in a while but unlike before, I always seem to have a way of getting over that sadness and rise up to the challenge. There are no more sulking or wallowing in sadness.

The bigger our problems, the smaller our life's issues before were. Things that irk me before are smaller compared to recent problems. ...