JUST STRUCK ME


It just occurred to me how time will always make things better.

Whatever phase, circumstance or situation we are in life at any given moment, time will always be the defining factor how we will conduct ourselves, handle things, deal with it or feel about it.

When things are bad, especially if we are left with no choice except to carry the load, but we know how long it's going to stay that way, somehow it makes it more bearable. Maybe this is what tends to drive us to frustration. When we wake up in the morning and our troubles still look at us with such audacity, like the... in your face kinda' thing, sometimes we are left so beaten that we can't see the end to it.

When things are good, but we know they're only going to stay that way for a certain period of time, somehow we are driven to enjoy, to cherish and be grateful for having had something like it, if for a while. Maybe this is what tends to make us take things for granted. Often we think that we'll always have these wonderful things, these bright and cheerful days, the quiet order of our lives... so we never stop to smell the flowers, cross the street to greet a neighbor, give a loved one a hug. When was the last time you said 'I love you.' to someone? When was the last time you meant it?

The catch is... we'll never know if something is going to stay the way it is for a long time, or not.

Like my friend Ree says, '... it would have been easy, if it weren't so difficult.'

BABY BLUE'S JOURNAL


I finished my scheduled reading for today with time to spare so I blogged. Then the blog started turning into something else and I ended up with a short story.

Yes, I've got a new one. The approach and topic is a bit different from my past stories, and it's totally make-believe, except for some facts. Well, I believe that's what fiction is all about anyway.

In part, I guess I wrote it to make sense of something I haven't reconciled myself with for the longest time.

In part, I dedicate it to those children whom even innocence itself wasn't able to shield from life's hard knocks.

I hope you'll have time to read it.

DID YOU KNOW?

I am a part of this wonderful, wonderful thing.

BLOG BASKET


Most of you who've been coming here for quite a while would know how I would write up my entries. First and foremost, they would hardly ever be funny. Sometimes they would be reflective. Often they would be about my family, or my friends, or past times. But always, there is something I'd endeavor to do. No matter where I lead... or mislead... the topic, towards the end, I'd always bring it home.

I'm hardly able to do that now. I don't have my moments anymore. But since things are still happening in my life and thoughts still come to my battered think-tank (yeah, believe me), and I can't be prompt in blogging about them, I thought I'd come up with the 'blog basket'... much like, what's been happening to me lately or things that have struck up a thought or something. I know it's a bit lame cause mostly it would just be telling you about things. It's blabber, pretty much... not the coffe shop talk I'd much prefer. You know, table for two, coffee cups expecting to be refilled a dozen times, ashtrays changed half a dozen times... hehe. That kind.

But I really need to do this so again, just bear with me.

It's my niece KT's birthday today and she's 13 years old, I think... heh.




Her full name is Karen Tatiana and what sets her apart among all the cousins is that she's the only one who said she'd want to be a lawyer, like my father. I remember one time when she answered the phone for my mom.

KT: Mommy, anak nyo po.

Mommy: Sino'ng anak ko?

KT: Si Papa.

Mommy: Ikaw nga matuto kang magpasa ng phone ng maayos ha.

KT: E di ba po anak nyo ang Papa ko?

Mommy: Oo.

KT: E di hindi po mali yung sinabi ko.

Mommy: Naku bata ka, hahaybladin ako sayo.

KT: E di ba po may hayblad naman na talaga kayo?

Mommy: Oo.

KT: Kasalanan ko po ba yon?

Heh... I don't really know what stage of cognitive development she's in now but we all know that lawyers are a league all their own, so maybe she's beginning to fit right in.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KT!

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There's something I read today and it has something to do with the story of the parting of the Red Sea. We all know that story, right? And we all know that the story couldn't have stopped there. The people needed to move on and continue the journey to the promised land. To do this, they needed to pass through the wilderness of Shur, which was mostly desertland. They didn't have any water to drink. When they reached a place called Mira, they found water but couldn't drink it either cause it was bitter. Here, the people grumbled against Moses.

Now this is what I read about it...

On the other side of every miraculous intervention by God on our behalf, there is a road of faith to travel. Whether God's power has touched our health, finances, or family relationships, we must not only praise and thank the Lord but obey Him as well.

In the divine plan, supernatural intervention is not an end in itself, but it is a means of teaching us that we can always trust and obey the leadership of Almighty God. Will we listen to His voice and obey His Word? If He leads us through the sea, will He not also guide us to a well?

I especially thought about her when I read this. More than anything else, I pray that she be given strength, and if not that, perhaps a pair of comforting arms will be the next best thing.

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It's really uncanny when I think about it, how the world seems to get smaller and how this 6 degrees of separation seems to be getting too wide for a measure.

When her family left for the US, my cousin Alma had to be left behind to finish nursing school. She still had their house to live in, while waiting for it to be bought, and there she stayed with an elderly aunt from her father's side, and our grandmother (God rest her soul). So I thought I'd do her a good turn and offered to go live with them and keep them company. That's when I first saw fafa Jay... their house was a couple of houses away from my cousin's and I saw him one morning on my way to buy something from the convenience store. He was with some friends, and what caught my attention was not the fact that he was in a pair of very short running shorts, a shirt that might as well have not been there for all the scant cloth there was, and muscles on his legs... muscles on his arms... muscles on his chest... nor his strange and curious eyes which are both big and slanted at the same time, but his booming laughter. I always enjoy a good laugh and when I was younger, I had no qualms about being horrendously loud. In fact, I was known for it. In highschool, one of my friends contributed this for my yearbook write-up: 'Oh man, and can she laugh... you'd think she was born with a megaphone in her throat!' I had totally no idea where that first encounter would eventually lead to, although it was hardly an encounter cause it's a case of I-saw-him-but-he-didn't-see-me .

And then the house was sold and we all had to move out. So expectedly, it was Alma's turn to live with us and that's when she met Cesar. We were members of the Church choir and Cesar, who was then also living with his aunt and cousins while he went to college, was our guitarist. They met, became friends, they fell in love.... *sigh*... and then Alma had to leave for the states cause she was getting near 21 and had to go before her time was up... heh. But Alma didn't forget Cesar. After a couple of years, I think, she came back and they got married. Now they have a 7-year old daughter.

A year after Alma and Cesar began their relationship, 3 things happened that, in a way. triggered what was going to be my future. No. 1, my first ever boyfriend (we lasted 3 years) and I broke up. No. 2, a common friend was having a party for her debut. No. 3, I needed a date to help me shun this ex-boyfriend. And then I remembered fafa Jay and asked Alma if she knew him. As it turns out, she more than just knew him... his cousin was the wife of Alma's step-brother. So it was easy enough to pull the strings to get fafa Jay as my date for the party. The party, to say the least, was boring, so we decided to leave it and go to... to... Half-way Inn at Greenhills. We had a few drinks, a lot of laughs and got a bit tipsy. One time, I was on my way to the loo, and fafa Jay being the gentleman he was, decided to accompany me. I don't know but to my inebriated eyes, the loo really looked like it was occupied, so we waited... and waited... and wated. After an unreasonable amount of time for anybody to still be there has passed, fafa Jay tried to jab the door open and well, what do you know?... it actually was! We started laughing, he went in to the HIS and I went in to the HERS, 2 cubicles which had their backs on end of each other, and we could hear each other laugh through the walls. Actually, we could have ended our laughter just as we went in, but one of us would break up again and that would get the other started again. *sigh* And the rest is history.

7 or 8 years after we got married, fafa Jay and I would be spending a week in Zamboanga with his friend Bong, Mon and his wife Marlyn (who was our host) and my sister Darlene. Now Bong and Darlene are married too and has a 2-year old son. Oh, but you all know that and are probably tired of that story.

At the other end, fafa Jay's cousin, Jojo, came to the Philippines to have a shot at the film industry. While he was here, he met Renee, they fell in love and got married. They've moved back to the states and now have 2 sons and a daughter on the way. Renee is a former newscaster and it isn't surprising that writing would be in her heart. So when we told her about blogging, she readily got interested but after several entries, she stopped. I don't know why but let's just leave it at that for the meantime.

Back to fafa Jay and me. So we moved here to Singapore, got acquainted with blogging and through this, became friends with Ate Sienna. Now Ate Sienna has a friend named Mona who probably got to fafa Jay's site through Ate SIenna's. So one time, fafa Jay was talking about his cousin Jojo and his wife Renee and Mona happened to read that blog and asked several questions about Renee. Wham! Mona knew Renee... they were classmates in college at UP. So Mona and Renee got in touch with each other, which pretty much revived Renee's interest in blogging. Late into the year, her hubby caught the bug too and started a blog of his own, although one which was then sporadically updated.

And then Valentine's Day comes along and Renee writes this awesome Valentine's Day Diary which really got a lot of people inspired and bingo!..., hubby's inspired and blogging again.

Now Ate Sienna has another friend, who goes by the name of Ate Sharon. She's actually the friend of Ate Sienna's sister whom she met through ICQ. Fafa Jay and I have become acquainted with Ate Sharon too through Ate Sienna and every now and then we'd be able to write something that would inspire her enough to make her leave a comment. When we recently visited Alma, fafa Jay posted her picture on his blog in one of his entries about the trip. Ate Sharon recognized her and blurted out that they were highschool friends in STC. Actually, Ate Sharon says she also knows my sister Darlene, which is not surprising cause they all belong to the same batch.

So there it is. Now don't you think 6 degrees is just way too much? Try 3... or even 2.

Now where does all these bring us? It brings us to 87 Gentle St. where we can read about Renee's insightful thoughts about life and love, to The Prada Mama Chronicles where we can read Renee's more candid ramblings, to Jojo's One Day... Isang Araw... where he has finally evolved from a shy pen-and-paper writer to a daring blogger, and to The Alma Miclat BLOG: I Think There's Something We Have to Talk About where we can read about my cousin's life as a wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister and a critical-care nurse in a critical-care unit. Oh by the way, she's just been promoted as Clinical Resource Nurse. I'm so proud of her... heh.

You know, all I really wanted to do was introduce to you the new, and re-newed, bloggers in the family. But because my mind works the way it does, I had to tell you about all the other stuff. Now time is running short and I got to go back to my KR.

So on this note, I wish you all a great week-end, my little ones. Enjoy yourselves but don't get spanked... hehe. I'll see you when I see you.

COULD HAVE HAD ME IRKED, BUT I CHOSE TO LAUGH INSTEAD


Hello my eberdeeres kasin!!!

So kamusta naman ang first weekend mo as clinical resource nurse? At kamusta din ang valentine's nyo ni Liit? Uy, natanggap mo ba yung e-card na pinadala ko sayo for Valentine's Day?

May kwento ako sayo... may pagkaeng-eng din pala ang ilan sa mga kano ano? Kasi dun sa online course, dapat may ipapadala silang Course Book, yun ata yung parang textbook for the r _ _ _ _ _. E nakalipas na ang 7 working days, hanggang ngayon wala pa. So nag-email ako sa K _ _ _ _ _ para magfollow-up. E may sumagot na out of office reply pero nagbigay ng no. na puwede kong tawagan. Tinawagan ko. In short, ganito ang nangyari sa shipment.

Trinack kasi nung custserv yung shipment ko, kung nasaan na and everything. Ang nakalagay e 'undelivered because of incomplete address.' Sabi ko, 'pano'ng magiging incomplete address, e andito ang complete address ko sa receipt na ine-mail nyo saken.' So inisa-isa namin yung lines sa address ko. Pagdating ng Singapore, napatigil yung custserv... e sasabihin kasi dapat niya, Singapore Thaila....

Hasusmaryosep, e saan ka naman nakarinig ng Singapore Thailand?

So binigay saken ang tracking no. tsaka phone no. ng U _ _ dito sa Singapore. Naglog on si fafa Jay. Andito na nga siya sa Singapore pero hindi madeliver dahil nga dun sa Singapore Thailand na yon. Nakita namin dun as of yesterday e nasa Singapore pa siya. Nung 14 pa dumating. E siguro kung hindi pa ko tumawag, sinoli na ng U _ _ yon sa merika. Mamaya mga 8am (office hours) tatawag ako para i-correct yung mali ng kung sinong eng-eng yung naglagay sa tag na Singapore Thailand ang address ko.

Hehe... ganda ng umpisa ng araw ko no? Comedy!!!

Sana masaya din ang araw mo.

Labsyu and ingat!

Jet

VAL


Met her last night, the second time since our first EB in Manila last December.

She flew in from Malaysia early afternoon, called me up to let me know she was here and arranged to meet for dinner. Nutty girl. She said she was passing by Singapore to meet another friend and all the while I thought the friend would be putting her up for the night. So I didn't offer her a room cause after all, I didn't want to infringe on their plans. If I had known she had to book herself in a hotel, I would have offered her a room for the night. Val, next time, let me know, okay?

Anyway, so fafa Jay and I left at 7 to meet her at 8. The cabbie we rode on was an elderly man and I guess he didn't understand where we wanted to go.

CABBIE: Where d'ya wanna go?

FAFA JAY: Holiday Inn at Park View.

CABBIE: Orchard?

FAFA JAY: Scott's Road? Yeah, yeah... in Orchard.

We ended up at the Royal Plaza Hotel, maybe about a mile from Holiday Inn... hehe.

I told fafa Jay he probably should have said 'Paaak View' and maybe the cabbie would have understood him. You see, not only are Singaporeans unable to pronounce r's, they can't seem to understand it as well... so 'corn' would be 'con' and 'pork' will be 'pok' and 'Park View' will be 'Paaak View.'

Anyway, so after a couple of phone calls (long distance on Val's roaming line when we were just minutes away from each other), a map courtesy of Royal Plaza's front desk staff and another cab ride, we finally were able to get to Val.

We took a walk from her hotel to Orchard Road, the main tourist shopping district here in SIngapore. I may be pre-empting her blog about this but I can't help being amazed with her. See, in the little time that she spent alone in this city-state, she's been to the zoo, around the shopping district, and has even received a free mini-tour from her cabbie who pointed out the presidential palace (was that it, Val?) to her. And to think that it's the first time she traveled all by herself. Of course she's not a newbie where traveling is concerned but still...

We treated her to dinner at Kartika, our favorite Indonesian restaurant at Ngee Ann City. Good thing she wasn't aversive to hot food. We had chilli kangkong, some beef dish, camaron rebusado that came with a chilli dip, and of course, fafa Jay's favorite, curry fish head. Funny thing about eating hot food is, you'll feel hot and even perspire while you eat but when you're all done, you'll feel cold. Val and I got to the part where we felt cold... fafa Jay just kept on perspiring... hehe.

After dinner, we walked Val back to her hotel. We would have invited her for coffe or something but I was thinking she might want the rest of her evening free for her friend. Besides, I was really getting sleepy and I couldn't hide the errant yawn every now and then anymore. Sorry about that Val... just that, I was up at 3 am. But hey, you are here after all and I would grab that chance and brave a late night to see you, KR or no KR. Besides, I've been wanting to spend time out of the house and what better excuse than to be with a friend, huh?

This morning, she intends to visit the Bird Park before she flies out. Just remember Val, around here?... it's 'Bud Paaak' to your local cabbie, okay?

MY WORLD, AS I KNOW IT, IS CHANGING SO FAST IT'S LEAVING ME BEHIND


Remember when I posted my letter to my cousins, where I left off some parts cause I said they were as yet too personal for the internet? Well, for now, let's just call it, whatever it is, KR.

For 2 days now, I've been summoning every iota of discipline coursing through my veins to keep up with this regimen.

wake up at 3 am and do KR for 4 hrs. until 7am, in total, absolute, undivided concentration...

after which, I'll send fafa Jay off to work and for the rest of the day, do as much as I can, as quickly as I can, to give the house a mask of being well kept and save me the guilt of actually neglecting it...

if I'm good and I do things right, I can usually save another couple of hours to do KR before I have to see to dinner...

not much 'how-was-your-day' and 'guess-what-happened-to-me-today' time with fafa Jay anymore cause I have to be in bed by 9pm...

so I'll have enough sleep before I have to, yet again, wake up at 3am.

I still have to see what it will do to my weekends.

And although it is, as yet, too early to tell what havoc it may potentially cause to my eyebags, my migraine and my sanity (degree of importance not necessarily in that order), I can already see the changes it's bringing on.

I have to skimp on my internet time!

So now I answer my emails as promptly as I can, preferably as they come in, cause I can no longer afford to sit back and read them at leisure, re-read at leisure, respond to at leisure and re-read my response at leisure... or else I'd end up responding weeks or even months from now, or maybe not responding altogether.

I've totally stopped sending forwarded emails.

I've done away with chatting ages ago so I guess KR is not to be blamed for that.

I was never a daily blogger but before our recent trips, I did manage to blog every other day or so. Now, I can't. I'd be lucky to have a new post, two at best, in a week. I can't even imagine coming up with a new short story anymore. Poems? What are they?

The websites I am able to visit daily have been diminished to about 5 or 6 a day. I used to be able to read all the posts I missed since my last visit. Now, I only have time to read the most recent entries.

And I am feeling so deprived.

The last time I played SIMS was last Sunday. I know that doesn't seem to be such a big deal. But if you consider that it used to be, not only a daily activity for me, but literally every chance I get, then you'd have a pretty good idea how much I'm suffering.

I haven't read a good book lately.

I can't even remember the last time I've been out... to Starbucks, or Coffee Beans, or even McDonald's for Pete's sake, just sitting out in the open air, munching on something resembling food, watching people.

I haven't played anything on my mp3 cause I definitely can't do KR with any background noise.

And there's going to be more.... like being away, and all it entails. Allow me to be so like the movies for a minute but last night, while I was taking my shower, I was crying... already feeling what I have yet to feel months from now.

Why is it, that as we go on with life and through every circumstance, we see more and more that there is a limit to all perfection? Sometimes I wish we could stomp on that truth and grind it to the ground with the heels of our feet... but nothing doing. It's still a truth we will have to deal with... a truth as large as a looming monster, as irritating as an itchy insect bite, as persistent as a monthly bill, as inescapable as our human nature.

Unless we reduce ourselves to a state of erroneously perceived contentment. False contentment. Not because we're faking it, but because it can never be a constant presence in our lives, and when it does come, it doesn't stay for long. Tomorrow will always be an entity all by itself.

As I went to bed last night, fafa Jay came into the room singing this...

did you do it for love
did you do it for money
did you do it for spite
did you really have to honey...

It sure made me think.

TIT FOR TAT BUT DEFINITELY NO CHAT


It was a dead Wednesday afternoon and I was blissfully cooking dinner for Leah, who incidentally is right now flying to Boston for a 5-week training, and hubby Eder, when the phone rang...

ME: Hello.

UNCOUTH CALLER: Did anybody call?

ME: Excuse me?

UC: Did anybody call?... just now, call?

ME: Please give me a minute and I'll check.

I put down the phone really gently, placed my hand on my mouse and clicked on a friend's website. I read her most recent post, wrote my comment and pondered on whether I've made the uncouth caller wait long enough. Deciding I haven't, I got up, went to the kitchen and checked my pot roast, tested the sauce for thickness and went back to the phone.

ME: Hello, what can I do for you?

UC: I want to know if anybody called laaah. Waited so long already...!!!

ME: Oh, sorry but I don't think anybody called you. See, you're calling my house and there's just me in here.

UC: Then why did you make me wait so long?!?

ME: I was waiting... for you to remember to identify yourself. Since you couldn't seem to be bothered, then no... I don't think anybody from here will call you.

And I replaced the phone on the cradle... really gently like I did 5 minutes ago. No reason to add more insult to the innocent gadget.

I guess I could have made it a lot easier for both of us if I'd just told her she probably got the wrong number. But where does she come off, bothering me, or anybody else for that matter, in the middle of an ungodly hour, when in all possibility people could have been taking an afternoon nap, without the courtesy of a proper greeting and the civility of identifying who I was talking to?

I guess my pot roast simmered down a lot sooner than the uncouth caller did. Well, didn't they say... don't get mad, get even?

NO ACCUMULATED TIME OR DISTANCE COULD HAVE MADE THE MOMENT SWEETER... THANK YOU SO MUCH

Hello mga Kasins!

Hay, miss ko na kayo kala nyo. Musta na ba kayong lahat dyan mula nang natapos akong mambulabog senyo... hehe.

La lang. Unang-una e miss ko na nga kasi kayo. Pangalawa, gusto kong magpasalamat sa inyong lahat for making our visit really wonderful. Appreciate ko talaga lahat ng ginawa nyo saken habang andyan kami ni fafa Jay.

From eldest to youngest, walang batukan pag nagkamali ako sa pagkakasunod-sunod ha... para dun sa mga di ko nakuha ang email addy, pakiparating na lang sa kanila ang aming pasasalamat ha...

Auntie Mila - Thank you for the very warm welcome (ang sweet sweet nyo pa rin talaga) at salamat na rin po sa pagpapahiram nyo saken ng jacket. Kundi, siguro nanigas na ko sa San Fransisco... hehe. Nasa dry-cleaners na po ngayon yung jacket, pinalinisan ko na. Bukas, madadala ko na dyan para isoli senyo... ngek! I wish... hehe...

Auntie Nemie - Thank you for the dinner and imprompty reunion in your house. Salamat din po dahil kundi nyo ko pinagalitan kung bakit... (Sorry guys, as of press time, the rest of this sentence is too personal for the internet. Someday soon I'll tell you about it, promise. But not just yet.)

Kuya Kenn - Thank you for entertaining us in your house that afternoon. Inggit nga si Mommy saken nung kinwento ko kasi sabi niya siya daw hindi nakarating sa bahay mo... hehe. Pakisabi na rin kay Ate Alma salamat sa pansit palabok, pasensiya na't naabala pa siya. Nagsend ako sayo ng trial email e, di ko alam kung natanggap mo. Sana paramdam ka naman kung natanggap mo para alam kong ok.

Kuya Cesar - Thank you sa bigay mong pangnyapping ha... hehe. Nagamit ko ng husto nung dinala kami ng mga pinsan ni fafa Jay sa Ross. Ang dami kong nabili kasi mura lang yung paninda nila dun. Tuwang-tuwa talaga ako. Feeling rich ako nun... hehe. Thank you din sa pagsingit mo sa oras mo para makita ako. I know you're very busy kaya salamat talaga pinagbigyan mo ko. Sayang nga lang di ko nakita ang kambal mo... sana next time makita ko na sila.

Emy - Thank you sa shades ha tsaka sa pagpupuyat mo para mag-night shift para free ka habang andyan ako. Thank you din sa breakfast sa I-HOPS at nung araw ng pag-alis namin at thank you din sa pagdala saken sa puntod nila Uncle Tito at Uncle Simo. At thank you din sa words of encouragement. Ang laki-laki talaga ng nagawa nun para saken.

Alma - Maraming-maraming salamat talaga sayo at kay Cesar for hosting our stay in Sacramento, sa pagdala saken sa Krispy Kreme at sa mga goodies na binili nyo para remembering ko, sa mga shirts, sa pag-contact mo sa ating mga kasins para sa pagdalaw namen and most of all, sa mga ginagawa mo ngayon para matulungan akong... (Again, too personal. Sorry.) May email ka pang gusto kong sagutin and I will one of these days. Touched na touched kasi ako dun sa sinulat mo dun. Thank you talaga.

Layden - Touched ako sayo ha. Salamat dahil nag-absent ka pa sa trabaho para lang makasama ako. At hindi lang yon, humabol ka pa sa restaurant para lang makita ako bago kami umalis. Salamat din sa gift mo ha, danda-danda. May trial email din ako sayo e... ewan ko kung natanggap mo kaya ka napasyal sa website ko. Sagutin mo naman kung natanggap mo ha kahit alam kong hilong talilong ka rin sa kabisihan. Ang blog nga pala ay online journal. Kung interesado kang magkaroon ng website, puwedeng iset-up ni fafa Jay para sayo, magsabi ka lang. Ay, if anybody's interested to see my website, eto ang url... http://jetdavid.pansitan.net.

Leslie - Thank you din sayo sa paghost sa amen dyan sa LA, sa pagdala samen sa Disneyland na dream come true ko talaga, sa pagpasyal samen sa beach, sa pagluluto mo ng special adobo mo and for all the gifts you gave me. Alam ko napuyat ka sa kwentuhan natin kaya thank you din dun ha.

Jonjon - Thank you sa paglibre samen sa Macaroni Grill ha. Salamat talaga kasi alam kong tigagal ka dahil bigla na lang nasa harap mo na ako e wala kang kaalam-alam... hehe.

I'm really glad to see you all again. Ang tagal-tagal na no? Ang hirap din na kami-kami lang ang naiwanan sa Pinas kasi medyo malungkot, kami-kami lang pag pasko, pag mga birthdays and such. Nakakamiss yung mga bakasyon at Nov. 1 at mga okasyon na sama-sama tayo sa Cuyapo. At least ngayon nakilala ko na ang mga spouses nyo and most specially, yung mga anak ninyo. Ang kukyut nilang lahat. Ang ganda-ganda talaga natin no?... hehe. Wish ko lang talaga ngayon e madala si Daddy dyan para makita nya rin kayong lahat. I know it would make him really happy kasi alam ko na rin ngayon, there's nothing more difficult than to be away from your family and kinsfolk. Siguro pag nagawa ko yon, I would have done the best I could ever do for my father. At least si Mommy nakita na niya kayo dyan...

Well, that is not even mentioning my brothers and sisters. It's a big dream, but it always has been my dream. Sana ngayon, magkatotoo na.

At tsaka sana, pag nangyari yon, we can spend more time with each other... we really have a lot of time to make up for.

Sheeet!!! Hanovayan?!? Naiyak na ko ha!... hehe.

O siya, ayoko ng drama kaya hanggang dito na lang. Siguro this weekend, matatapos nang i-burn ni fafa Jay sa CD ang mga pictures ng buong trip namin, from LA to Sacramento to San Fransisco. As soon as he's done, i-me-mail ko senyo sa koryo ang CD... andaming pictures... 510 lahat lahat yun... hehe. Walang biro. Have a happy weekend everyone! Please take care of yourselves and again, from the bottom of our hearts, thank you all.

Love,

Jet