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Back when I was in high school, I used to watch mom and dad assist my lola (grandmother) cook during fiesta in our place in Quezon City.  They would  prepare dishes and various menus all night long for  tomorrows’ lunch. My lola  usually had our town mates in our province as guests and sometimes some or one or two of my father’s office mates would visit us too  My lola was not my grandmother by birth but she acted as sponsor during my parents’ wedding. We used to live in their place  in a small dwelling at the compound.  Back then I was in awe of her. the way she prepared all those dishes without looking into any cookbook but through experience, doing the preparation and cooking all those years. I also wanted to be a cook too, the word chef was unheard of then.  I would watch them prepare elaborate Spanish and Filipino food.  My father was a good cook too. He taught me how to prepare easy dishes for dinner when he would bring home something from the wet market after office work. It was a case of “do your own thing”while he watched and instructed what to do. I learned somehow through all those afternoons spent in front of the stove.

During summer break when my oldest brother and I were in grade school in the province, Mom would prepare us to join Dad in Quezon City to spend our summer there. We would bring  cut wood to use for cooking. I do remember, our stove was a three-piece ensemble fueled by firewood.  It was only when we were in high school when we used gas stove.  We used to ride on a Pantranco bus to bring us to Manila. My  brother and I would usually count log posts along the way. There were no skyways and expressways  back then.  I also remember that we had black and white TV, a small one where we used to watch news.  My father and one of our neighbors would spend the rest of the night playing guitar and ukulele. Those were the times that  I still remember vividly until now, the guitar-playing days of my dad. None of us his four kids got into any musical instrument except my oldest brother who learned to play a guitar when he was in high school.  Although I used to buy music magazines out of my high school allowance with guitar chords to boot, I never learned how.

Remembering the days of old which bring that certain smile.

 

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I know, I know. I am trying to get into the mood of writing a blog post again. It’s really been a while. I am excited to get back but when you haven’t written something for quite a long time, its hard to get back all over again. And I really mean one week without a post is like a month for me.

I was again engrossed reading instead. Quiet days, quiet nights without the internet. Opps, one can do it  but I miss writing my thoughts here.  Have I told you that I have advanced reading 17 books? Yes, I have finished reading 35 books in all as of today, a little over  23%  of my committed 150 book reads, It is nice to read a series  again for  a change. I could not find the latest books though. I tried looking for them online but I could not find them.  Susan Rodgers is one of my favorites now. I am planning to reread the saga of Diana Gabaldon. I have several books of hers, some I haven’t started yet. Maybe one of these days I will.

Went back for more laboratory tests. I have to consult my doctor  in a week.  My blood sugar level has significantly gone down but  I still have high blood pressure. Hopefully, this would correct after I have taken several medications. It’s quite hard when you are not 100% fit to do the daily chores you have to meet at home.

I miss blogging, who doesn’t? It’s wonderful to know that slowly my number of followers is building up and my stats  is on a steady climb. I must admit that when you don’t blog regularly, you also lose some friends who follow your blog.  Sorry folks, same old sour grapes all over again.  You are all important to me.

This coming Saturday, there is another reunion  for our old buddies at the bank where I used to  work. Most of us have left and retired but some are still working there. I miss them although we get in touch through social media. It’s a bit different when you see each other personally and make “kumustahans”.

Getting back in, quite a hard task really.

 

 

 

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Ah, when you think of reunions, you think of the good old days, way when you were a bit younger, still hale and hearty so to speak.

Our family on my father’s side will have a reunion on February 11. All except one have all died already. Dad was second to the eldest among seven kids but then  my grandfather married again with  eight kids more. Their youngest is a year younger than I am. I’d like to think that among all the siblings, we are so few, four kids, my three brothers and I. My uncles though and my lone aunt had several. My cousins have their own families now and lots of  their children are already married too. Overall, maybe we could reach more than a hundred from the two marriages of my grandfather. Sadly it would be held in the province. Three of my aunts have come  home for a short vacation with one of my uncles. They were inviting us to attend. It would take at least 5 to 6 hours to reach our place.  I am in touch with most of my cousins through FB.  I don’t know most of my nephews and nieces through my cousins personally. It is nice though that even if we don’t get to see each other, we talk online.  Hopefully we’ll get to see some of them when they come for a visit.

The last time I attended  a grand reunion was in 2011 with my high school batch. It was  a lovely affair updating each other on our lives, sharing a meal together   and having nice chats. They even invited one of our teachers in high school.

Sometimes you just can’t  believe that you are really getting old. Those little kids you used to see have somehow grown up. They now have their own families and you have your own grandchild.  How time really flies. Yes I know, age is really just  a number besides your name.  Growing and getting older, that’s what but you also grow in wisdom as you age. What used to be hard to comprehend is now a daily occurrence in your life. What used to be understandable only to grown-ups are just bubbles that burst as you go along.

Growing old gracefully and getting older wisely,.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Lately, I saw this father and daughter singing together on Metaspoon.  The guy played the guitar  as they sang together. The daughter  is probably  about  four or five years old. It is lovely to see them together.

Those aha  moments when you smile and you laugh just because you are happy. Last Saturday, I was surprised when I saw Nissa and Nate at the gate. They took  a commute  from their place to ours just to see me. My son-in-law was left at home early that morning.  They took  their breakfast with us. I inquired if Nissa brought milk for Nate. She said she didn’t because Nate eats a lot during meals so he does not need to drink milk.

We played blocks and touching ball, priceless few hours of being together, with not a care in the world except to laugh , be merry and play. You put yourself  being a child of four, carefree and happy. Picture-taking goes in the back seat  with no attempt to bring your camera out. Or maybe simply, you forget. The things we do to make the moments  something to remember, something to think about when they are gone.

I am reading a beautiful book. It is actually a contemporary  love story. my third book  of love stories since I began my 2017 reading challenge. It’s quite a nice change from the memoirs and historical books I am fond of reading.  The plot may sometimes be exaggerated or overrated but it goes well with the overall appeal of the book.  I am looking forward though to finishing Mary Oliver’s Upstream and Lang Leav’s  Memories. The first one is a selection of essays by Mary Oliver while Memories is composed of poems by Lang Leav. I am reading them  both in installment. a way to prolong the lovely prose and  superb style of writing. Sometimes you wish you could write like they do – wishful thinking if I may say.

Those aha moments. Those moments when you are just enjoying everything. Those moments that are deeply felt  in  the heart. Those unforgettable moments. You want to make them last  forever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Where has January gone? It seemed like it just passed like a cho-cho train long gone. The days have been a little short for me. They were spent with a few close  friends, my daughter’s family  and most days visits to the hospital and to my doctors.  Before we know it, it will be February 1 tomorrow. I know, February may be as fast as January  because it is shorter by two or three  days. How come the days and moments arrive so soon?

I am getting there…thank God. After several visits to the doctor  and  laboratory tests, I finally am able to move as normal as I like. There are times though when it feels a little awkward, my grip to certain things is weak.  My blood sugar is still a bit high and my doctor is working on it. I have five types of medications at the moment.  I am not used to this, But I have to give it a chance.

It’s been a week since I posted  here last and it is kind of weird that I haven’t visited for a while. It makes blogging forgotten for a moment, not making comments nor liking posts by my friends. I wish I could turn back the clock and read them all but I don’t want to tax my strength  somehow. Maybe, some other days I could pay  those blogs a visit.

I am on my 22nd book at Goodreads. It is nice to spend time  reading  for a while. I’ve been on memoirs and YA books and one or two of novels with love stories for a change.  I must say, they are all good.  It makes  the days pass without being bored. I haven’t finished my gardening yet.  I still have to  plant some seeds that I bought late December last year. I am really looking forward to seeing Asters and Celosias in our yard.

There is a reunion coming later this month with some  of my  former office mates  at the bank where I worked before. It’s a lunch  party. I just wonder if I could attend.  Hopefully, I could.  I am finding it a little hard to blog, it’s like starting all over again.

 

 

 

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Just when you think it could be any worse, it can but when  it gets better it does. Life could be like this,  at times you don’t really expect it.  It could bring you joy and at the same time pain  that you have to go through. It could be full of angst when  you least expect it.

The only good thing I can do during the past few days was to catch up on my reading   My arms sometimes gives me that feeling  of weakness and it slow me down when I am in front of my PC. I could not make comments on new blog posts yet, all  I do is to read them and maybe leave some comments in the future. Crazy, isn’t it?  Sometimes I bump into bed posts and table legs and it is quite painful.  It takes me a long time to type a paragraph,  I always hit the wrong key.

I am so glad though that despite all these, I still get a sizable 150 to 170 visits a days which gives me joy no end. I know this won’t matter much to all of us but when you are not posting regularly.  even  the nitty-gritty  of following a post sometimes  and  commenting. I earned new followers too (thank you) and have reached a little over 450,000  stats so far.  This is going great as far as I can see.

It’s during  times like this that I miss my old self, enjoy reading blog posts from friends and meeting new ones. And yes, posting  a little.

 

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It’s been a while and it’s nice to be back. Let me see, it’s been a week  since my  last post here.  I got sick for a while. I underwent a series of laboratory  tests which my doctor has yet to see by Tuesday. I had numbness in my extremities. found it hard to walk straight  and I had a gargantuan headache since last Saturday afternoon.  I think it is due to high bp. I am still on the mend but hopefully, it goes back to normal in a few days.  That’s what one gets sometimes for having a sedentary life. Enough if this though.

Not blogging for a week was long enough for me and not reading for a few days is quite insane. I am trying to catch up though it is quite hard to read back  posts done in a week. I didn’t want to tax my eyes longer than I  need to.  I could not even handle a proper grip on the keyboard. It’s hard to type without touching the wrong key.

Gardening has to take a back seat for a while. I started trimming the carabao grass last week until last Saturday morning.  Have yet to finish it soon.

Please bear with me for a while. I have to get back to regular  blogging soon.l

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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