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 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
If you are a follower of this blog or if you have chanced upon a link to this blog on Facebook and you’ve checked it out, you will notice that the blog page has been made-over. This came in response to the last few blogs I had published that caused quite a stir among my… Continue reading Credit where credit is due