This year alone, I have heard the news of people passing away- people who have left an imprint on me who I’ve always known to be admirable, spirit strong, integrity driven individuals who were called back Home. Last night, Tita Son passed away and she is in my memory as one of those strong individuals. Having grown up in the states brought the difficult challenge to spend time with my aunts, uncles, cousins. But those very few times, I’m glad Tita son reached out to know me and my young family. Once, we all went to Longwood Gardens, and I remember her walking and holding hands with Emma. It made me happy to see her fill in those missing gaps from my childhood, despite how short the visits were. It was always heart warming to hear her duets with mama as their similar laughter meld together. I cannot help but think that these are giants in my childhood that are now gone. Time is so fleeting, and those who were once pillars of strength have surrendered to death. My hope lies in my unwavering belief that there is a promise stronger than death, which lies further than the grave. My […]
here are my girls and me. it’s hard to look any good the first 2 weeks post pregnancy, so all the home photos are with my best friend- pajamas. but i wanted to have some pics up for my daughters to look back to when they come back to the twelvesixteen archives. i love you, mes filles bien-aimée. your tatay and i consider it the grandest pleasure to raise you. .
Last sunday was my Nanay’s 56th birthday. I remember stories of her walking 6 kilometers just to get to school. She was in elementary when she would walk really early in the morning so that they can get to class two hours later. Going home was even worse because unlike the early trip, you travel when it was dark and get to school when the sun was up, this time you walk through bamboo thickets and every step you take brings you closer to a more darker place. Streetlights weren’t popular back then and torches were out of their budget. She’s come a long way from walking to school. She still walks to get to work mind you but now she has a Ph.D. in Mathematics and is the Vice Chancellor for Academic Affairs in one of the most prestigious universities in the Philippines. Please pray for her because there has been rumors of certain persons in “power” at the university that have been included in a list of the next people to be kidnapped. The President of the University has implemented some security measures as a response to the declared threat which I can’t detail in this post. Nevertheless, […]
I got news from Marchesa that Stephanie’s water just broke. Please pray for hers and the baby’s safety. More updates to follow.
When we went home to the Philippines, we had the chance to spend time with my Dad at his farm. This might sound normal to most people since Filipinos have been in one way or another, have been farming to sustain themselves. My Grandfather was a farmer and so was his father before him and so was my Great-Great-Grand Father. Its just that my dad has a Ph.D. in Physics and spent most of his life teaching at the most prestigious university in the southern philippines. When he retired 3 years ago he became president of the corporate arm of Arise Christian Ministries, a local non profit that supports outreach programs to a nearby tribe. I think it was 2 years ago when he decided to follow his dad’s footsteps and live off the land. There were a lot of challenges. He didn’t have transportation to move his harvest from the farm to the city, no electricity to help preserve the harvest, among other things. When we went home to the Philippines last october, I tried getting him some things that he can use for his farm. A self crank lamp/radio, a handheld GPS device and a swiss knife. He […]
a baby and her cheetos Originally uploaded by Perze Ababa. I was going over some of the pix that I took using my treo and found this one. Talk about someone being caught in the act. Emma grew her first set of teeth when she was 4 months old. Now that she is on her 13th month she has 10 total, and looks like there are two more on the way. Just like her dad, this girl is an eating machine. We’ve asked her doctor what are the stuff we could feed her and he said that we could try whatever we want but we have to check for allergies. So far she hasn’t really reacted to food in a violent manner … the only violence you’ll get is if you wont give it to her after showing that it can be eaten. Like this bucket of cheetos for example.
We ate at Red Lobster last night to celebrate the birth of Isabel Ababa-Santos. Emma was so cute because she was in such awe of the fish tank. There were two fairly sized goldfish that were “making out” but I think they were trying to resolve a territorial dispute. Emma just won’t stop looking at the fish. I lifted her up so she can see the fish at eyelevel. Everytime she would try and touch the fish she would laugh with so much glee that she caught a lot of attention from the nearby customers. They laughed everytime she would. And then the funniest thing happened. She pooped. Turns out, we forgot to bring diapers. Guess what? Marchesa managed to McGyver one of the table cloth napkins into a diaper. Emma was satisfied with it so we finished our dinner and headed home. By the time we were home, Emma’s pants were wet! Poor girl, she’s been peeing and it went through the table napkin/diaper. I wonder if Red Lobster will be missing that napkin…