Breakthrough

This post has been languishing in my drafts for the longest time, among other posts. An unexpected, heartbreaking event happened the days following my going to Breakthrough. It didn’t occur to me (or to anyone if I may add) that this could be the last fulfilling and enjoyable meal for one of my dear friends at work. I will write more about that soon if I summon enough strength or will. I just take comfort in the knowledge that she was happy here, and we both enjoyed ourselves, feasting on the food whilst basking in the fresh air and the sounds of the ocean nearby. It makes me a little happy that she was happy this day at one of the famed restaurants in Iloilo.

Our little big Euro-Pinoy friend

Advanced happy birthday to this little guy!

What a cutie! His mom used to work with us a few years back. His dad is German, but they live in Japan right now. They’re home now and this was an advance celebration for this first birthday. It was very simple but intimate. So great to catch up with friends who have since sought other pastures. As with other gatherings, there’s always this feeling of growing old, but getting wiser too. It is them I miss a lot.

Hillside Cafe and Juice Bar

After binge-ing for the past couple of days, time to detoxify! This restaurant is not typically my cup of tea, but we were meeting Mico halfway from the north to our home, he suggested this as it was near where he was working out. You could guess that, from among what we ordered, mine was not green 🙂

Hillside Greens (spinach, moringa, mango, chia seeds, coconut meat and water)

Raw zucchini pesto pasta

Tofu teriyaki

Corned grass-fed beef short ribs

Squid ink pasta

It’s not so bad. For someone like me, doesn’t really look appetizing, eh? But it worked for the rest of my family.

Trek up north

Today, we go on vacation that isn’t the beach or Tagaytay, or our hometowns. Hooray! It’s also the first time the husband drove that long. I would have traded seats with him but I haven’t got the hang of driving the new car so it’s just him.

The first order of the day was a spur of the moment, but totally worth it visit to Our Lady of Manaoag. Wouldn’t pass up the chance to pay our respects and say our prayers. I know that many other religions or cults have bashed Catholics for praying in front of statues of the Blessed Virgin Mary or saints. We don’t actually pay homage to the physical things, but we believe deep in our hearts that we can pray anywhere with or without the representations in front of us. We believe in their intercession, and I for one, believe in living Christ’s teachings and emulating the godly life of saints. Ours is more of faith rather than literal interpretation of what is written in books.

House to house

It is a little exhausting moving from one house to another this summer. But after Dad’s surgery and all the “senior moments” complications it entails, we are forever an extended family, and a package deal. We all go where one goes (except to work of course). The truth of the matter is, it is hard to let the folks be alone now as Dad can’t (and I don’t think we would let him ever, but let’s see) drive anymore. What if there was an emergency? What if one of them faints, has an attack, trips and breaks a rib or hip, whatever. Such a paranoid daughter now. But really, it has come to that, that we now take care of our parents. They are by no means helpless, but of course, I would like to give them the comfortable life they deserve.

Nearing the tweens

Oh my God! Isn’t there a slow down or pause button? I read somewhere that the “days are long but the years are short” when it comes to raising children. It couldn’t be more true as I look at my daughters, and it hits me hard usually when it’s their birthdays.

Hay Ate. What can I say? I will always say I love you over and over again until we are all blue in the face. You’ve grown from a small, makulit and temperamental kid to a young tween who has so many interests that it is getting hard to keep up. Continue honing your creativity and passion, and being a wonderful and caring Ate to Maxine. I think I am on the verge of stepping onto another developing stage in your life as you begin your eighth year in this world. While you still like toys, you now begin to get interested in the Net, not just the ones I give you permission for, but things brought about by your own curiosity. I now have to keep a closer eye on the things you watch and hear. I am getting a bit anxious to say the least, considering you are at an impressive age. You also love your crafts a lot. Even though they may get messy in the house, and we keep on badgering you, know that deep down, we are very proud of your “creations”. Keep it up baby girl, we will always support you in whatever you want to do, and help you find your niche in this world.

Word

Despite the minor nuisance in my life, someone will always, always love you and your craziness. I am normally uneasy about these kinds of activities, because I get stressed if things get too awkward, but it always ends up okay, and then I become thankful again. I’m sorry Lord God for the doubts and self-pity. Thank you for the constant reminder that You are by side and above me and all the things I constantly worry about.