It was an unexpected visit to their Dada's hometown. It is called Trinidad, Bohol. It happened even if we were not prepared because her Aunt, who helped raise her when she was younger passed away due to old age. So off, they went ahead of me. It was still a Thursday when they left home, in Baclayon because burial will he held the day after. Thankfully, M was able to take a leave for a few days. Taking the kids to M's place was not easy. It was only on a motorbike, for more than 2 hours. For many people, this may seem unacceptable and risky, but heck, we have done what we can raising these two, not in an ideal situation but sometimes even in ways unimaginable. The thing is, we have survived and we have to make do with what's available. Sometimes, I took a bus, sometimes a motorbike with her, and sometimes we take a car with us. At home, before they left. Preparing to leave. The dog at M's place. Mother pigs and piglets. Feeding her brood. About to broil an eggplant fo...
My eyes caught someone's post in FB today, and I can resonate with this for myself and my kids. " We often think that just because we dealt with feeling neglected or abandoned as a child, we become “okay” as adults. We tell ourselves “Matanda na’ko. Tapos na yun”. (I'm a grown up now, I'm done with that). The reality is this: the wound left by our mother or father that has not been addressed will continue to bleed in every aspect of our lives. Majority of the time, these wounds will keep showing up in our relationships regardless if it’s personal, professional, or even intimate. Childhood trauma lingers unless we face it. Life is short. Make peace with your parents. This could be the final piece of the puzzle that will complete you. " - Jose Enrico V. Libunao This is definitely true and I hope that despite their special life beginnings, Sush and Nat will be able to bounce back in life in a positive way and be able to face their past without any ill feelings. I wi...
My parents' house is close to the main highway where cars and other vehicles are speeding every minute. But Nat, who is now five years old, can be trusted with a little responsibility so long as it is well explained to him and being careful with the place and the road. This time around, I asked him to buy vinegar. To be sure I included a piece of paper with a note of "vinegar", just in case he will forget how to say it ;) Before he sped off, he asked me for a sunglass, because he said it was too "hot" outside, LOL. And thankfully, he came home with yes, a vinegar ;) Mission accomplished :) Happy New Year!
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