After the Habagat rains two weeks ago, my kids and I went to the market to replenish the food stocks that have been used up. My kids were so surprised by the hustle and bustle at the market. It felt to them like it was frantic last minute Christmas shopping but without the excitement or… Continue reading Takot magutom: afraid of going hungry
On August 17, 2012, I met a friend from high school. She is a medical doctor practicing family medicine in Texas and she has come back home to the Philippines for a visit. Â She hasn’t been home since 2006. Â We met for lunch, Alma and I. Â We were joined by her younger sister, Alexia. Â We… Continue reading Classmates in the School of Life
I posted a collage of photographs on my Facebook wall. Â I received the usual comments and likes for which I was thankful. Â I actually posted the pictures as a coping mechanism: I thought that in case my house got flooded and I lost the hard copies of those pictures, I would at least have copies… Continue reading On Physical Attraction and the Hidden Man of the Heart
I received a comment on my blog post and album about my brother Jonathan who died on August 5, 1992 and whose death I remembered. Â A student of mine commented that until he read that blog, he could not understand why our pastor, my Dad, always says that he doesn’t feel like celebrating his birthday.… Continue reading I do not apologize for my grief because Jesus also wept
It used to be that people asked me what I think my Dad would like for a birthday present. People also used to ask me to say something about my Dad in a video presentation they were preparing to honor him on his birthday. Since August 5, 1992, my answers have been consistent: I don’t think… Continue reading August 5 comes before August 6