Sixty in the City

“Habang maliliit pa ang mga anak mo, parang gusto mo, lumaki na sila agad. Kasi, ang harap mag-alaga ng bata. Pero pag nagsilaki naman, halos gusto mong ibalik ang panahon, ibalik sila sa ‘yo. Kasi, pakiramdam mo, ang layo na nila. Hindi mo na sila maabot.

Pero wala kang magagawa. Sinasabi lang natin na ang anak ay karugtong ng buhay ng ina pero ang totoo, oras na pinutol na ang pusod ng sanggol, nagiging hiwalay na tao na sila. hindi na sila karugtong ng isa.”

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Waking Up to A Brand New Day

You wake up earlier than usual, thinking of the dream you just had. Not the worst, also not the best. Then you started thinking about work and other things. But you thought you’ll stop thinking and just lie on your bed, pull your blanket until your shoulders and watch the thin rays of light peeping through the curtains, giving light to the dark old room you are in. You let yourself indulge in that feeling of being in bed longer than you need to, for there were days you miss it, when you break your back sitting in the office for long hours.

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A Sprinkle of Happiness

Today was a busy day. It happened to be a windy/rainy day too. I also didn’t have enough sleep last night and the fact that I cannot drink coffee anymore could have made things worse. But it didn’t.

It was a gloomy morning and for some reasons, I was happily drinking hot chocolate in the office while smiling. I felt like sun rays were coming out of my body. Oh,  if only my aura could be seen. I was like a sun inside a box. Continue reading “A Sprinkle of Happiness”

Last Flight Out

*To the island that I used to love

The last time I left you, I wasn’t able to hold back my tears as I took what I thought was my last seaplane journey out.

I was sad. Really sad. You’ve been my home for two years. And the memories I have collected can be compared to a pot of gold, hidden on the far side of the rainbow.  I loved you. I loved your beauty and all your flaws. I didn’t want to leave you but your changes forced me to. Continue reading “Last Flight Out”

Writing with Feelings

Paulit-ulit akong nagdadrama dito sa aking blog tungkol sa aking trabaho at nandito na naman ako at magdadrama ulit. Ang drama ko sa buhay ay parang fungi na kahit pahiran ng sandamakmak na Nizoral Cream ay hindi maubos ubos (this is not a sponsored post ha ha).

How many times have I complained about my work-life drama and here I am writing about it again. My dramas in life are like fungi. They won’t disappear no matter how many times I apply Nizoral Cream.
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