We just celebrated Mothers’ Day and my mother’s birthday here in Las Pinas. We put up the happy birthday banner with no intentions of taking it down.
The banner is still up. This year, Marga took the liberty of adding “Happy Mothers’ Day” to it.
I was preparing for a Management Committee presentation about a big card project for a government institution. I was very excited about my job, especially that I have my four boys with me.
My boys are down to three.
I was living in an apartment in Makati.
I moved back in last April.
I began to explore the limits and boundaries of my American Home steamer.
I can cook pretty much anything with it now, except pasta and rice.
My father was convincing me to come home but my job and schoolwork actually made it quite difficult for me to accept that commuting for over an hour can result in the same amount of rest as walking home for about 5 minutes.
I didn’t need convincing.
Everything was so different then. So I am praying that the courage I need to reset and restart all the good and bad in my life doesn’t run out soon. I still have a long way to go, but so far, I have been in great company, among the people who have always loved me unconditionally, supporting me throughout the way.
Oh dear Lord. Can I be any cheesier than this. F\ck.