
Luijoe, my son and The Seven Last Words
Luijoe meadow somewhere in the North, where his grandparents live today The Holy Week is one of the most memorable time of the year. Being a “cafeteria Catholic” my religious… Read more »
Luijoe meadow somewhere in the North, where his grandparents live today The Holy Week is one of the most memorable time of the year. Being a “cafeteria Catholic” my religious… Read more »
It was a warm Sunday afternoon in 1972 as mom and I were taking a siesta by the porch. I still remember that fateful day when mom anxiously took my… Read more »
Sixteen long years have passed and I miss my brother so much. It was in August of 1996 that Oscar , my brother was first diagnosed with Acute Myelogenous Leukemia,… Read more »
Once upon a time, seven siblings lived in an almost perfect world with a strict mom and a loving dad. It seemed almost perfect because the seven siblings played and… Read more »
April 3 is the 16th death anniversary of my younger brother, Oscar. He died from a failed stem cell transplant. He was only 40 years old. Oscar was diagnosed with… Read more »
Early this year, I cleared up all the junk that was piling at home. Lying beneath all that clutter , I spotted this special Christmas card, that my daughter gave me on… Read more »
Knowing about two couples breaking up the past month brought me back to a similar breakup 30 years ago. My own breakup story. I was twenty five years old, at… Read more »
Updated: I posted this 7 years ago and thought of bringing it back in the light of Erap’s recent campaign bid for Mayor of Manila. Enjoy! April 12, 2006: With… Read more »
Updated April 3, 2013– I am reposting this since Alan is running again for senator (Check Senator Alan Cayetano’s profile and platform here). In May 2007, I wanted to write… Read more »
The Holy Week holds a special meaning in my heart as it’s during this time that my precious son talked about eternal life. How would I have known that he… Read more »
Once upon a Christmas season, a mother baked Gingerbread Men cookies to the delight of her three children who eagerly waited for the cookies to bake. The waft of molasses,… Read more »
The lighted Christmas Village caught the attention of my daughter’s friend as he entered our dining room a few Christmas-es ago I can’t remember now what Lauren told me but… Read more »
Good grief. What am I doing here? If I were seated here, watching this event 12 years ago, I will not be able to recognize myself. My grief , the… Read more »