My father used to say that he didn’t want to grow old. He said he was afraid his kids would make fun of him when he grew old. He used to say that I would probably hold him by the hand and tell him to jump and he’d jump because he’d be so old, he… Continue reading So this is how it feels to grow old
On Friday, my husband and I went to the Chinese doctor on Ongpin Street. After our check-up and a quick lunch of sweet and sour fish fillet and pancit bihon, we drove down Recto Avenue, turned left on Mendiola, through Legarda to Ramon Magsaysay Boulevard. We then turned right to get on N. Domingo Street… Continue reading Nueve de Febrero
By this time I have told the story of our little “miracle†countless times. In case you haven’t read my blog posts in December because you were busy with your holiday obligations and preparations, we experienced an unexpected healing.  That was our miracle. My husband was diagnosed with hypertension, coronary artery disease and diabetes in… Continue reading Walked a mile with sorrow
It’s New Year’s Eve 2012: one of the few rare days that I can lie back and look back at the remarkable year of upheavals that just passed. I am not nostalgic. I am not sentimental. I am relieved. The word that crosses my mind is “Ebenezer†which means, “ we have safely come thus… Continue reading Full of grace
Eighteen years ago today, on a bright and brisk Saturday morning, I got married.  There was nothing significant about the date to us. Unlike others who get married in June or December, we decided to get married on November 26, 1994 because it was exactly two months after I finished taking the bar on September… Continue reading Eighteen