Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Saturday, June 16, 2012





To our dearest... HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to you!!!

To my dear readers and friends all over... Happy Father's Day to all the daddies! Thank you!

Thank You Boss for my hubby. The father of my children.
Thank You Boss for the love.
Thank You for family.
Thank You for life.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012


Let me tell you what and how it had been for me the past 4 days...
Ok, no need for the tissues, no drama actually, I just thought that sounded like a good intro for this entry. Hahaha
Last Wednesday, hubby had to go to his hometown for business. It was decided that the kids and the helper would go with him. They needed the vacation and visit the grandparents and cousins. But I had to stay behind. I had tons of work to do. It was ok for me at first. I mean, I figured I'd should be able to finish everything as the house would be peaceful and quiet. Well, I figured wrong. It was just too boring. After a tiring day out working, it was just too depressing to come home without the kids screaming in my ears. I missed them terribly. No husband to exchange ideas with while drinking the night tea. Even the tv set was not comforting. I thought I'd be happy to finally be able to watch my own shows with me alone in the house. But thought wrong again. My fave shows seemed to be never on no matter if I kept the tv set on for hours and hours. Unlike when the kids' shows were on, my fave ones would also be on at the same time, at a different channel!


The first night I slept at 3am and woke up at 6. A good 7 hours early for my afternoon shoot. I had time to sort the toys. Yep, in 2 hours, every single character was in its rightful box. Two kids, two personalities, two different tastes in toys. The box on the left is that of the girl who loves collecting Strawberry Shortcake. The one on the right is that of the girl who just can't get enough of Zoobbles! Ahihihi... aren't they just cute?!



Well of course by Thursday, internet connection goes busted. Something about maintenance work in our area. Just great!
Meals. Luckily and coincidentally I always needed to be somewhere during meal time. Meetings, a shoot, the likes. So it wasn't much of a problem. This meal? Leftovers from the previous night's meeting. Someone celebrated her birthday and treated us to chicken. Love it!!! So this was my lunch and dinner, Saturday night. Just one more night before the whole household comes home...




Well hello there Mr. Microwave... we meet again. (We don't usually use this.)


Well, I went on a little shopping trip. I needed some summer stuff...


Writing and coloring materials intact!


Whoopsie... I broke my own rule. I ate on the bed. Took off the legs of the kids' table and laid out my lunch. Ahihi


and watched tv while eating!!! Another rule broken... tsk tsk tsk. Hey, I was lonely. Hahahaha!


Sunday morning I picked everyone up from the pier. And had breakfast together!!! Yey!!! The house is filled with happy screams, fights and cute girl voices once again!

Thank You Boss.
Thank You for their safe journey.
Thank You for love and family.


Saturday, July 16, 2011


Last week in the midst of the happy frenzy at work, play and family, I got to meet a new cousin-in-law, her mom, her 2 little kids for the first time and a cousin after 30 long years. They were on vacation in the Philippines for a week.
Let me share with you some photos I took...
(Baby Annie with grandma Janet)





Gorgeous nieces!!!

Thank You Boss!
Thank You for family and love.
Give them a safe trip home.



Friday, July 15, 2011



My papa's 100th day.
Went to for a quick visit to my hometown to be with my mom for my father's 100th day death anniversary...
100 days of tears. 100 days of crying ourselves to sleep.






He'd love the simplicity.

We miss you greatly.



Saturday, June 25, 2011


She had always been a classic beauty by any standards.
Pop diva Ms Kuh Ledesma.
For those who have known me since high school, junior, to be exact, my undying love for the songstress is understandable.
When her album entitled Dito Ba came out, we were officially hooked. My father and I.


By some twisted turn of fate I ended up being chosen to sing in a cultural show during our school Intramurals.
The day before the competition!
The only public singing I have ever done was during Music classes in the confides of our classroom. If that could even be counted as 'public'.
The sophomore guy who was groomed to compete suddenly came down with fever or something, they needed a replacement quick.
And I was 'it'.



I came home dazed and confused. I had to sing, in front of the whole school (which had preschool, elementary, high school and college levels!!!)...the next night.
In Tagalog (our national dialect in the Philippines).
Somehow it was all too easy for my father to say, 'sing what you already know by heart'.
There could only have been one Tagalog song I knew by heart.
"Dito Ba" by Kuh Ledesma.


Luckily my music teacher had the minus one long play album. She brought it to our house that night, listened to me sing once and said, "We're good for tomorrow."
I love you my music teacher.
But I didn't sleep well that night.
Cultural Night. I did sing. Wearing a native dress. I didn't hear myself sing. I did forget one line but apparently the judges missed it. Good for me.
I won that fateful night.
And went home with a big smile to my father who had a bigger smile and embrace.
He knew my talents and have always pushed me to go further.








As you can see we bought her albums. We didn't get tired of listening to her voice.
I watched her concert.
My father and I knew her songs and the lyrics by heart. We spent Sundays listening to her music along with his classical albums. He would proudly volunteer me to sing Dito Ba at every family and office gathering. And I loved that.



Fast forward 29 years later. I was one of the floor directors at an event at Mactan Shanrila Resorts and Spa last night. 29 years later I came face to face with the voice. The second she belted her first song of the night tears welled up in my eyes I had to visibly wipe them dry. It was closure. To everything. If only my father was still alive. If only he had not passed away 82 days ago...
It would have been a very noisy excited long conversation with him this morning.
I know he has the biggest smile in heaven right now.
This one's for you papa:

That's The Ms Kuh Ledesma on my left papa.
Yes she has a magnificent voice. She is very beautiful. Just as we have always pictured her to be.


(L-R: Tata, me, Kuh Ledesma, Irene and Ann)

(I did not bring my camera last night. Call time was 7am, event was 7pm. I met Liezl Vidal for the first time and noticed her taking a lot of photos. From the right stage I saw her taking some photos of Kuh Ledesma at the left stage. I ran the whole stretch, almost jumped at Liezl and shamelessly asked her to take a photo of me with the songstress. Liezl you are most kind. I can never thank you enough. You have no idea how big the happiness I feel. Unmeasurable. For the rest of my life. For the memories of my late papa who passed away April 4, 2011. A big big fan of Ms Kuh Ledesma.
Credits of the photo goes to Monalisa M. Vidal)


(video of another event)


Thank You Boss.
My heart is overflowing with utmost joy.
Tears of content.



Monday, June 20, 2011


My father's hat.
78 days since he has been gone.
78 days of crying myself to sleep.
I swore I would not write any sad thoughts on father's day. But my mother gives papa's most favorite and most worn cowboy hat to my husband for father's day. I could not keep my eyes off it as it sits on my hubby's table. So many memories of my own father using the hat.


His brother from the US sent him this before I was born. There are albums and albums of photos of him wearing it. From when I was a baby to when I was in college.
I couldn't help but wear it before I headed out this morning...
I could still smell papa's pomade. It could be my imagination. I feel him.



I'm glad it now belongs to my husband.

Papa...
I miss you. Terribly.
Every day, every night.
I miss your text messages, your calls, your cellphone number flashing on my phone.
I miss you asking how my photoshoot went. I miss you asking me if I've lost weight already.
I miss looking into your eyes.
Have you known then?
When you'd dial my number and just listen to me call your name 3 times a day before we saw one another?
When called your granddaughters' names and hugged them one by one minutes before it happened?
When you told our helper to always take care of mommy and the plantation?
Have you known already that very morning?
When you gave me your favorite watch?

I will always miss you pa.

I will always need you in my life.

(Belated) Happy Father's Day, papa in heaven.


Tuesday, June 14, 2011


A bittersweet read this week. Our second to the last issue of Time Magazine.
After papa's passing 2 months ago, my mother decides not to continue the "life-long" subscription of Time Magazine. (Right now, I couldn't afford to pay for it also...not yet.)
Subscription ends June 16. Days from now. I have just read about half of current issue. Will put off finishing it...maybe next month.One day from now, years years and years of "free flowing" Time magazines will cease to come to our doorstep. It is bittersweet. Afterall this has become one of the more significant moments my father and I share. Reading our mags together silent for hours whenever I visit. It all ends tomorrow.


Guess I'll be picking up my TM's from the newstands starting next week, selectively. And the Reader's Digest, next year. (Papa had been able to renew weeks before his attack).

I miss my papa.
60 days. 60 nights of tears since.
May the Lord bless his soul forever.

I miss you. Terribly.

Saturday, May 21, 2011


Allow me to share some photos of our afternoon picnic...


Fruits from my mom's own backyard


Girls' gummy bears


These...not from mom's backyard. Ahihi


She has discovered grandpa's stacks of recordings of old songs. Now she's completely hooked on Matt Monroe.





My mom and my girls.


Thank YOU Boss.
In this time of heartache, thank You for giving us the strength.
Thank You for love.
Thank You for family.