Posted in family, family life, guilty pleasures, I love weekends, journeys, Nate, tagged family life, I love weekends, life, Nate, Our baby Nate on July 23, 2016 |
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He asked, “are ghouls baby ghosts Nonna?” I answered “they’re not.” So he went back to his mommy and ninong and shouted, “ghouls are mother ghosts”. I think they didn’t hear him because they were busy talking.
I asked him how many stars he received in school. He pointed to his wrist and counted….eight, nine, ten. Then he laughed, a typical Nate laugh, what a joy to hear it
He saw our candy jar in a corner and asked if he could have one so I told him that’s a cherry menthol candy. He looked at me probably thinking about that “menthol” taste then he said, “I’ll give it to Mommy”. Wise kid.
It was another lovely day spent with Nate.
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Do you remember my blog post a month ago about our dog Noki and a newly adopted kitten we now call Mimi? I’ve long wanted to take her photo but every time I make an attempt, she moves and try to grab my tab. Well, here she is finally :) I caught her napping near our dining area a while ago. She has grown chubby. Do you think she needs to diet? She always meow for food even if she’s done eating and Noki would allow her to take his bowl and eat again. They are friends now. One of these days, I would take a photo of them together.
Our adopted kitty Mimi!
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I’d like to borrow this quote from Anne Geddes which I think is a perfect description of what a father should be.
Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a dad.
Just saw this in one of my notes at Facebook early this morning. I know I posted this here somewhere but I can’t remember the exact date I published it. I usually blog about him during his birthday and birth anniversary. We lost him one December night back in 2007. We will be celebrating Father’s Day this coming Sunday.
I am reposting a blog I wrote eight years ago barely a year after we lost Dad. I can still remember I was crying while writing this little tribute to him. Good memories will always linger in one’s heart. Treasuring the times that he showed us how much we were loved. I wrote this on a Father’s Day too.
Yesterday, on my way back to Manila from Pangasinan, I brought home the Kodak Easy Share digital picture frame which contains more than a hundred pictures of dad when he was still alive. My brother painstakingly collated every picture he has in his own album and uploaded it. It’s only more than six months now since we lost him but when I watched and viewed the pictures once again, it seems as if he is never gone. Some pictures have captured him vividly – a few months after he retired, his daily routine there in the province with mom, his joys in seeing his grandchildren in every important occasion that we had, his delight in meeting old friends and contemporaries, and always, his ever ready smile for everyone. It made me miss him all the more.
I am the only girl in a family of three boys so you could say, I am Daddy’s girl through and through. I’ve always found it easier sharing everything with Dad,be it simple things like the news headlines, how to plant and take care of a vegetable garden,how to fix things at home when the hubby is not around and yes, how to throw a ball in one of our rare baseball games in the province. One thing I could never forget though were his stories on how he struggled as a teenager to find work so he could finance his studies. He worked for thirty-one years in UST and that pretty much influenced all of us (his four children) to study there and embraced a true Thomasian education. He taught all of us the value of hard work and the value of always treating other people with respect.
It was through him that I learned the basic skills of cooking and he was the one who taught me how to make an estimate when it comes to preparing dishes for special occasions like birthdays and Christmas. I must say, dads really come in handy when they are in the kitchen. For him, it was “hands-on” all the way. He will just watch you if you are doing it right or not and who would not learn from that? I think guys do cook better, there are more guy chefs that I know and heard of. Or maybe, they do love to eat that is why they are more successful in the kitchen.
I was envious of his skills in playing the guitar together with my uncle (his brother) who used to play the violin. One thing vivid in my mind was when we were still young and televisions were not yet in fashion, nights were spent listening to him playing the guitar accompanied by his best friend in our neighborhood who played the ukelele. He even composed a song or two in our vernacular language. Those were the days, quiet ones seeing the other side of my father.
Dad was a disciplinarian but he was never strict with us. He would always say,”you know what is right or wrong, follow what your conscience tells you”. Learn from your mistakes, such familiar words that have shaped my view of things. Yes, I do remember one thing that he always reminds us,”you carve your own destiny”. That was my dad, the ever practical but ever-loving one.
I miss you Dad…..happy, happy Father’s day!
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Posted in family, family life, guilty pleasures, journeys, life, thoughts, tagged family life, guilty pleasures, journeys, life, silence speaks, thoughts on June 4, 2016 |
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Good day fellow bloggers. Finally I could (really) sit down and relax, write a short post before gardening again. The sun is still hot that is why I am afraid to go out and align/replant those rain lilies which are blooming at the moment. They are not sensitive plants so there is no problem there. Oh, what a nice surprise, I see a new color, a lovely shade of white. This morning, I planted another head of pineapple which I saved from the one I bought at the market today.
I am proud of my niece who graduated from Nursing a month ago and recently passed the Oklahoma Board of Nursing. Three nights ago, I was chatting with my youngest brother and he casually mentioned that her daughter will take the nursing board the following day. She did it and the whole family is proud. We have two nurses in the family now, hooray.
Josef and I will be attending mass tomorrow at Sto. Domingo Church. It’s been a while since I visited the place. Fr. Lovell left me a souvenir from his trip to the Holy Land two weeks ago. We don’t get to see much of each other since he is on assignment and the information desk is a handy place to leave and pick things up. Killing two birds with one stone, that’s what!
I am about done with my second book on Jennifer Worth trilogy. Four books in advance, finally
Just being grateful for simple blessings. I hope you’re having a lovely and blessed weekend.
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Yesterday, Mom got busy fixing her things, arranging and rearranging her clothes, her medicines, some groceries that she has to bring home and as usual reading those medicine prescriptions (she does it almost every day) that she has accumulated while arranging them with the newest one on top.
She came to my room with a copy of a passport size print and said “keep this in your wallet so you won’t forget my face when I die”.
I wonder where that came from, I mean her statement on dying. So in jest I answered, “Mas mauna pa ako sa inyo” meaning I’ll die earlier than she will. We both laughed. True, while she visits her doctor regularly complaining about the normal wear and tear of growing old, she looks hale and hearty at 87. I’ve visited the hospital and been confined for a number of illnesses more than I can count. I had a phobia of going back there, just the smell of antiseptics reminds me of those days when I was struggling with my health.
She is going home tomorrow and she said that there are lots of things to do there. I will surely miss her and her appreciation of anything that I put on the table. She said, “parating special ang ulam natin”. Those are ordinary fare I serve every day but in her eyes, they taste even better.
Life with mom, there is never a dull moment when she is around.
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Heard Nate say these words while he was hugging his Dad, ” I love you Daddy, you are the best”.
Kids have the best way of showing what love is, without artifice, without reservation. What you see is what you get. Every time they visit, he would say, “I want to stay here Nonna” and I would tell him, “okay, tell your mom and dad that you want to stay here”. Then he would say, “with Mommy and Daddy”. How I wish that they could but he does not have a minder and he will be in playschool come June. He took ten days of summer class last month.
Nissa posted several photos taken the other week at the mall where they learn different roles and play with other kids. I love those lovely photos where he was dressed as a chef, a wait staff in a food chain and a doctor. I asked him if he really wants to be a doctor and without batting an eyelash he said “yes”. It probably would change in a month or two but for now, he wants to be Dr. Isidro.
I took a series of shots last Saturday while he was taking down his books from the shelf. It was a reading session with Nonna but that would be an update on my separate blog about him.
“I love you Nonna”, he said while he opened the car window before they went home. Music to my ears.
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This is funny. My mom has been hard of hearing for several years now. She didn’t get used to the hearing aid we bought for her years ago. I told her that she has several birthday greetings on my wall. She just smiled. A while ago, she came back to me and asked:
“Saan kamo yung maraming bulate, sa Pangasinan?” (Where are those worms that you are talking about, in Pangasinan?)
I laughed, she smiled.
Then I whispered to her ear (her right ear can still pick up sounds), “maraming bumati sa birthday niyo”. (Several friends wished you happy birthday.)
She understood then she smiled. Nagkaintindihan din kami sa wakas.
(We understood each other finally).
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