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Monday Blues


Good morning.

It’s Monday octave of Easter. I watched the 6am mass online.

Nissa has been so cautious of our health since she contacted Covid more than three weeks ago. She bought us this UV Sterilization Lamp. It says it kills bacteria and viruses up to 99% preventing them from becoming infectious. We need to buy 2 AAA batteries for the remote control so we haven’t used it yet.

She also bought an extra set for them to use at home.

This is how it looks like when it is assembled.

The other day, I received another package from her, two sets of air purifier for Josef and me. I wear mine every day except when taking a bath and going to bed at night. It’s a necklace.

At the rate this government is addressing the pandemic, it may take another year more before they could vaccinate us. Some towns have already begun but here in our town, only the frontliners are done with it. Senior citizens are next in line but they don’t have enough vaccines yet.

We are back to square one. More positive cases are being reported now compared to a year ago. Same people handling everything. I wonder why despite the clamor to change those people and instead appoint medical practioners and those in related field of science, the man at the realm insists on appointing retired military and police personnel. He can’t even get his acts together except extending this lockdown.

Oh so sorry for these rants. I am just frustrated that they always blame the people not following protocols when it is the lack of concrete plans at their end which is the problem. They don’t even have financial aid to augment a family’s needs. They have to go out to earn a living to support their families. I also wonder where the billions of pesos this goverment borrowed supposedly to address the Covid problem went to.

Resurrection Sunday


Rejoice and be glad. He has risen.

Quite busy answering phone calls and messages. Will get back later.

A blessed and happy Easter to you all.

It’s Good Friday


I no longer remember how many times I blogged about Good Friday since I started at WordPress.

We used to have our Visita Iglesia on Good Friday. We visit seven churches in other towns and pray the Fourteen Stations of the Cross. In the afternoon, we watch The Seven Last Words. They are inspiring reflections of how Jesus died on the cross. For the second time now, celebrations of Lent and Holy Week are quiet affairs. I miss the procession in our town usually held very early on a Good Friday morning. It is a blessing though that we get to watch everything online.

It is so quiet here now except for the ocassional noise of cars passing by our subdivision. I took the opportunity to update our Catholic page and two Catholic groups of which I am an admin.

I remember a post I wrote nine years ago today. The message was sent by a close friend on a Good Friday.

These are reflections of an old man who donated blood one Good Friday.

“I gave blood, Christ gave His long ago; I gave a pint, He gave it all. My needle was short and sharp, His nails were large and dull. My cot was soft and restful, His cross was rough and hard. My med techs were kind and gentle, the soldiers were cruel and mean. The crowd applauded my sacrifice, those who passed by reviled Him. Mine was type A positive, His was positive for all. Mine, at best, will prolong life for a while, His without doubt will save us for all eternity”.

A blessed Good Friday to all.

BTW, it’s St. Pope John Paul II’s 16th death anniversary today.

It’s Holy Tuesday


We are on the second day of Holy Week. Busy with attending short recollections online before the Paschal Triduum begins on the night of Holy Thursday and ends on Easter Sunday night.

Holy Week is one of the most important event in the Catholic calendar.The most important feast day by far is the Feast of Pascha (Easter) – the Feast of Feasts. Then the Twelve Great Feasts, which commemorate various significant events in the lives of Jesus Christ and of the Theotokos (Virgin Mary).

Fr. Pao sent me his schedule starting tomorrow – they have the Stations of the Cross, recollection and the Seven Last Words on Friday.

My regret though is not being able to read your posts and commenting too. Monday next week, I won’t be busy anymore. Then I’ll have those backreads on your posts.

Nissa is doing well. Thank you so much for all your prayers and good thoughts for her. She received some gifts from friends. What caught my attention was this small crate of different fruits from three of her high school friends. Love that green avocado on top.

Kiwis, oranges and apples are usually imported but those fresh strawberries usually come from Baguio. Fruits are important when you had Covid.

I miss Nate. I miss those moments when we would play in the garden and pick kalamansi. I wonder when I’ll be able to see them again.

They’re Going Home


Obet and Nate are going home this afternoon. Sad.

Nissa is going home tomorrow. She is now negative based on rapid antigen test. She still coughs once in a while but it is now manageable.For the past days, I’ve grown used to Nate waking up early so he could attend his online classes. Nissa sometimes supervises his assignments. It is nice having him around here.Yesterday, he asked me about taking his pictures everyday. I told him I am taking advantage of his presence. Here’s one where he was showing that signature smile.

After dinner last night he showed me how he whistles. There is a cartoon in his tab where he imitates the song.

We’ve been having a spike of people positive of Covid-19. It is scary.

I wish our LGUs would start rolling out the vaccines, they say that senior citizens are next in line. Here in our town, they are almost done vaccinating the frontliners.

Having Nate Around


Quite busy. I haven’t written a blog for a week now…I have lots to share.

Obet and Nate fondly call each other Bro. I always smile every time I hear them say Bro to each other. For so many years now, I have forgotten how it is to have a kid at home. It makes me remember those days with Nissa and Josef when they were growing up – the stories about school, what they did for the day, the daily notes/letters posted at our bedroom door when I got home from work.

Reliving those priceless moments now – with Nate. This morning, he made a three-slice sandwich with our malunggay loaf bread putting luncheon meat, fried egg and Cheez Whiz on each layer. With a glass of milk, he said it was a yummy breakfast.

Two days ago, I cooked kangkong in Oyster sauce, Nate liked it preferring it over the beef tapa we had for dinner. The simple joys of a child and the enormous happiness of
Nonna with Nate around🥰❤🏃‍♂️

She Is So Kind


Covid changed the world and it is also changing the outlook of each and everyone of us.

Nissa is doing well except for a little back pain and her arms ache too, otherwise she is good.

Nate and Obet are temporarily here with us. They had another swab tests the other day and it came out yesterday. It was negative, thank God. We decided to let them stay here for a while meantime that Nissa is in the hospital. In between classes, Nate is a typical eight-year-old playing with a toy gun. First time I saw him participate in an online class. Our dining table is his temporary study area.

Nate is fond of creating whistle tunes. I asked how he does it. “Watch me Nonna” he said and shaped his mouth and whistled. I just laughed. Life is crazy when Nate is here.

I commented on Vice-Pres. Leni Robredo’s post on Covid. I was surprised when she answered and there were so many of her fans who commented too. I took a screen shot earlier.

There are now a hundred likes on what I wrote and more than 80 likes on VP Leni’s answer. More comments are coming in telling me that they are praying formy daughter. I am so touched. A collective prayer is powerful, right?

Sa Ugoy Ng Duyan


Yesterday,Nate was having a lesson in Music online. Obet was besides him. The latter noticed that Nate’s eyes were red but when it was his turn to sing, he composed himself and smiled at his teacher. Sa Ugoy ng Duyan is a story of a child reminiscing her/his days with her/his mom. It simply means “at the swing of the hammock”. When the song was about to end, Nate’s voice cracked.

He excused himself and told the teacher that he was going to the comfort room, but he went to their room instead and locked the door. A few minutes later, Obet knocked and he saw several tissues besides Nate.

“I poked my eyes Daddy”, he said. Obet knew he was crying. He didn’t say a word and gathered Nate in his arms.

While Nissa was relating the story, I found myself teary-eyed. Nate misses his mommy.

Obet told Nissa that at his age, Nate is strong just like her. I wish I were there with Nate so I could embrace him.

And if I may say, for the first time yesterday, he didn’t request for a video chat with me. He just told me, “Mom is sick”.

So It’s Just Covid?


It’s just funny and so inferiorating that the crazy old man thought of contract tracing and providing free face masks a year after lockdown. It’s been a year of almost 13,000 deaths, a year of letting the police force take charge of protocols instead of appointing medical people. Here’s a summary of how Covid has affected us a year after lockdown.

This was published the other day. We’re back to square one, we don’t even have vaccines yet except for those donations by WHO and the old man’s best friend china. The people are wary of that vaccine Sinovac. There is a sudden surge the past five days. And they have the nerve to say, they’re excellently handling it.

The other day, I asked all of you if you could include Nissa in your prayers. She is in the hospital now.

His brother-in-law got infected last week so the people in-charge of Covid patients in their place picked him up and brought him to a quarantine facility in Manila. Obet’s father’s sister who is a doctor told them to undergo swab tests including Nate and their househelp. They had it last Sunday. When I woke up last Monday morning, I received a message from Nissa that she is positive of Covid. They decided to have her admitted at the hospital where Dr. Isidro, their aunt is affiliated so she could be well taken cared of and to isolate herself too.

They suspected pneumonia when her x-ray was released. She’s now on antibiotics. She has a little cold but she had no fever, thank God for that. Grab Food delivered fruits and her other needs to the hospital yesterday which Obet hired since he is not allowed to go there. These service deliveries are only allowed up to the gate of the hospital.

You can only feel the impact of this virus when one family member is affected. It is a stressful situation. Obet called me up when he arrived home Monday night. He was crying. One thing that touched me was when he said that he was grateful to the way I brought up Nissa. According to him, she was so strong and so calm. I’ll tell you about Nate next post.

I talk to her and message her every few hours and she is okay. Please continue praying for her. My priest friends included her in their daily masses.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR PRAYERS🙏🙏🙏.

Prayer Request


Kindly please INCLUDE NISSA IN YOUR PRAYERS. She is positive of Covid-19.

Thanks a lot friends.