One Year Older

So lately, people are reminding me that I am getting old. But you know, age is just a number and my fountain of youth is still (over)flowing. Charing!!

Anyhow, I am just thankful for all the blessings, the joys and even the sorrows I received this year.

As I’ve said over and over before, I am not fond of celebrating my beerday as it is a constant reminder that I am getting old. But don’t you worry,  I do welcome gifts! LOL

Speaking of gifts, my beautiful and loving sister sent me a package this morning.

What’s inside? Things I really need want.

I really need a pair of jeans that fits me. My sister is so thoughtful. I told her before that I’ve been using two pairs of jeans lately since I couldn’t fit with my other pairs anymore. Okay, truth be told I was actually giving her hints on what to give me. [insert evil laugh here]

This, I want. This kind of wallet is so “in” these days so again I kinda told ask my sister last Christmas to get me one and she forgot but not quite ‘coz here’s the most-coveted wallet of all time within my grasp. Woohoo! I like the color since all of my wallets are shades of brown, my favorite color. This is a change.

I believe my superstitious Mama told her to put a dollar in the wallet for good luck. It would’ve been better if she put, you know, that bill with two zero’s?!  I won’t get mad, I promise you. It would be just fine. LOL

Thanks to my sister! She’s the best sister in the whole wide world not because of the gifts, (kayo naman) but she’s just an incredible sister to all of us. We’re so lucky to have her as a sister. Mwah!

Love you ‘ping!

Family Affair

I had an interesting conversation with my little sister, who’s in Cebu, this morning. She told me I deserve to pamper myself. I don’t need to worry about my siblings back home. I should not feel guilty having a good life while my brothers are living their not so good life. It wasn’t my fault they fail in life. We were given the same opportunity to educate ourselves courtesy of our dear beautiful sister to prosper but they did not do a good job. They are not my responsibility either. I should learn to say “no” for them to learn to earn a living. Do not give them fish, teach them how to fish. These are her words and I know she’s damn right.

I can’t help but compare the family here in the US. At age 18, the children leave the home and live on their own. They are now responsible of their own lives. You can not just ask money to your parents or your siblings without something in return. If a brother/sister or a son/daughter is in dire need of financial support, they consider the money given as loan at may interest pa nga.

But I can’t live like that. We’re family and I love my brothers. Every time they ask something, I give in. But how can they learn? They became really dependent. They made me feel that they and their families are my responsibility. It would be nice to help if they help themselves too but no, that is not the case.

How can I go on with my life without worrying about them? I can ignore them if I want but the question is, will I be happy?

Seeking Justice in the Phils is like searching a needle in a haystack!!

It has been fourteen months since my Dad was stabbed mercilessly. When I think about the whole ordeal we had to undergo last year, I realize that as a family, we are strong. We were able to overcome the trial although my father is still bedridden up to now. The psychological, emotional and financial implications the incident brought to my family and especially to my Dad is unrepairable.  We have to seek help from an occupational therapist, a physical therapist and a nurse to look out for him regularly. It is no joke really.  We are all praying for him to recover and live his life again.We are also praying for ourselves that we may be released from the emotional burden we endure until now. As for me, I wish to be released from the financial burden as well. I think I can’t move on with my life until my Dad recovers.  His health is my priority above anything else.

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Nineteen Forgotten

My sister and I were browsing her old photo albums over the weekend. To our delight, we found the most precious photo of all photos in the world, our one and only family picture taken way back when.  We were very excited. It was like we found a bar of gold in our closet. We thought we’ve lost all copies of this photo when a typhoon destroyed our little house  back then.  I remember we had a wood-laminated copy of this. Ginawa atang panggatong kaya din nawala. Hehe. Just by looking, memories of childhood and poverty are coming back to me. This brought me pride and humility at the same time.

We don’t have a family heirloom but I consider this as one.  This is an invaluable piece of property of the family. It would be very hard to gather the whole family again for a picture. Yes, it is possible but not as of this moment.

Anyhoot, can you find me in this photo?

I hope you had a great weekend, folks!

Day Two With Mama

As useless, late na naman ako. Haha

Day 2, 4th of July, we went to do my ever favorite sports which is shopping! We shopped for clothes for my mom.

Back home, hilig ni mama ang UK made clothes. Tatawag yan sa akin: ‘Day, penge pambili ng ukay-ukay.’ Ito lang ang mababaw na kaligayahan niya. Minsan yung binigay kong pambili ng ukay-ukay sa kanya ay ibibigay niya pa sa mga kapatid ko. Ganito talaga si mama kahit noon. Inuuna niya kaming mga anak niya bago ang kanyang sarili. Kaya pagnagka-anak ako ten years from now, tutularan ko siya.

Nagutom ulit, at pumunta sa Goldilocks, my favorite Filipino Restaurant in Vegas.

Pinagsisihan ko kung bakit pa kami pumunta doon. Nakita ko nalang na nagniningning ang mata ng JLC ko.Nandon pala ang kanyang ex-girlfriend. Noh, hindi si Liz Uy.

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