We Have Each Other to Lean On For the Road Ahead

Growing up, I was surrounded with such amazing people whom I called friends. They turned into people I can’t imagine myself living without — my non-biological family. They so much played significant roles in my pretty messed-up life. They witnessed me grow into who I am now. They felt my pain when I was going through rough times; they smiled with me when things were working well for me in many ways. They show me what it’s like to be able to realize who I really am.  They’ve come to accept the fact that I’m flawed, because we all are. They see my capabilities when I, myself, no longer believe that I can. They’re my eyes when I am too busy with some other things; they’re my ears when I’m being consumed by my thoughts that I can’t hear what I have to; they’re my mouth when I can’t speak on my own; they’re my feet that take me to places I’ve never been before. I sometimes think like I’ve been so blessed with such awesome people that I feel like I don’t deserve them. They are my precious gems. Little do they know how grateful I am to have them in my life. People, you know who you are. Thank you.

“A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.” — Elbert Hubbard

The title is from Miley Cyrus’ song, Wherever I Go.


Twinnies forever!

Day 18, May 18th, Saturday: Tell a story from your childhood. Dig deep and try to be descriptive about what you remember and how you felt.

with my sister and btw, that's my favorite dress as a child

aren’t we cute???

Hi, reader! I hope you don’t mind if this is the second time I’m using this photo of my sister and I. Yesterday I posted something about my childhood and like what someone said, I might have a pool of memories several years ago to choose from, and she’s pretty right about that. My life is filled with memories — both good and bad, and this girl I’m with in this photo plays a significant part in all those things.

Meet my pretty and crazy sister. She’s Joan. I have five siblings, and she’s the person I’m closest with. Because of our two year age difference, my mom treats us like we’re both in the same age. She’s enthusiastic about buying us clothes with the same style, just different colors.  People often thought we’re twins, though I don’t see the point. I’m taller and well, you can just see it for yourself. We were partners in crime and after all these years, we still are.

I’ve got a million stories to tell, and not all of them are really worth remembering. I guess I must stick with this list. This is difficult, sort of. I just want to reminisce our everyday schedule of playing. I just realized how good actresses we were at an early age!! This is funny, but I can still clearly remember what we usually play those days.

There was a time when we spent a whole day playing non-stop. This list consists of the things we did.

  • We even had a story line! So the story went like this. We act like we were friends stranded in a forest (like the ones you see in film). It was indeed a perfect timing since it’s raining cats and dogs! All our stuffed toys were gathered and we treat them as our kids. We even named ourselves differently. Our made-up car was the wood that’s firmly situated near the stairs. We weren’t thinking how dangerous that was. Of course we were playing when no one was looking, or our mom would scold us. We spoke like we had a script, and we always made sure the story wouldn’t end without a perfect ending. Those parts, I can no longer remember.
  • We were avid fans of Naruto when it was first aired in the Philippine TV. There was a scene where Ino and Sakura were in a battle and we both liked Sakura, and it took us long to decide whether it’s she or I who will play her role. Being the older one, I let her be Sakura. If you’re familiar with that anime, you’re pretty much aware how the characters are training to be ninjas. Just imagine how exhausted we were after every battle! My mom was always yelling whenever we were jumping upstairs, and she’s terrified that the light bulb might explode anytime. (the ceiling of our house there was wood)
  • Another anime we’re huge fans of is the Keleido Star. That’s about a girl whose dream was to be a famous acrobat, particularly a trapeze flyer! I tried to mimic what she’s doing. Being the ever resourceful that I am, I used our stairs as the trapeze. There was a part there where I can put my fingers, and voila! Instant trapeze. I swayed to and fro, to and fro, then… I fell butt first. Ouch, isn’t it? We even performed Swan Lake. Awkward.
  • There was also a time when we played mermaids. We used all the blankets we owned as our tails and my mom arrived home glaring at us like we’ve killed someone. Her dear blankets were caked with dirt.
  • I wouldn’t forget our mini cash register, paper dolls, brick games, little kitchen sets, fish catcher, etc.

These are just some. Today’s challenge says story, but sorry I couldn’t help it. DFTBA!

She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink. Some days, she’s the reason you wish you were an only child. — Barbara Alpert

My mom is dauntless.

Okay. So these are all old photos of my mom and I since she’s not fond of people brandishing their cameras in front of her. Happy mother’s day to all the mommies out there, especially to the bravest and most amazing person I know.

There’s so much to admire about her and she did her best to raise us six into the awesome kids we are now. (well, I’m a living proof haha) We owe it all to her. There’ll be no enough words to express how thankful I am to have her as my mom. As per usual, I’ll babble.

Who’s this woman??

She’s the most industrious person I know. She may be really loud at times, but I understand that she just wants the house to be clean. She’s a neat freak!! Never a single recognition or graduation day that she didn’t attend. Way back in grade school when I was this active overachiever, she was more stoked than I was whenever I have contests to compete to. She was more nervous than I was when I first had my period. She’s one of those people who never gets tired waiting for me as I comb every book sales inside the mall. She never expects anything from me, especially when it comes to school. As long as I’m doing okay, she’s okay. I really appreciate that. She’s always there asking me if I’ve eaten my meal already. Every single day she wakes up at four in the morning just to prepare my food. She’s the one who walks with me for six years every five quarter in the morning sending me to school. She’s the one who stayed with me at the barangay daycare center all day long because I wouldn’t let go of her dress’ hem. She’s the one who stayed with me when I had my asthma attack. She’s the one who supported me all the way during my MTAP and Journalism days. I saw how hurt she was when I was dashed to the hospital when I had my finger nailed. She’s the one who can always put up with me most of the times. She isn’t showy with the way she feels, and so am I, but I can feel it. I can feel how much she loves this family. She can be a little annoying at times, but who cares?

She carried me inside her belly for nine months and that’s something that will never changed. She’s simply the best. I love her and I’ll do everything to make her proud. 🙂










PS: I was too lazy to scan the photos so I took photos of them from the album. Also, I’m a frustrated singer so tadaa!! HAHAHAHA

My mother was Dauntless.”— Veronica Roth, Divergent