Goodbye, 2020!

Burn 2020, burn!

We’re into the last hour of 2020 here in the Philippines, and just couldn’t resist a quick blog post to send it off and forever etch into memory how terrible the year was. The internet will forever remember it, certainly.

Here’s to a hopeful new year for all of us.

Victory is the child of struggle…

Filipinos don’t realize that victory is the child of struggle, that joy blossoms from suffering, and redemption is a product of sacrifice.

— Jose Rizal

Today we Filipinos commemorate our Independence Day, a good time to remind us all to protect our freedom and fight for our rights. And if you have 15 minutes to spare, listen to this podcast to understand the possible threats we may have to face if we fail to let our voices heard.

When life throws you lemons…

(Random incoherent thoughts)

I haven’t blogged in a long time, despite this constant longing to share my thoughts on everything that has been happening in the past few years. I used to see this blog as my personal journal, a place where I can speak of things that might be of interest to my sons when they’re old enough to see the world with grown-up eyes.

But life got in the way.

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On the first of October…

I remember looking at you through the nursery window, overjoyed yet afraid of the overwhelming task of raising another boy in this ever-crazy world. I wondered how I’d want you to be both similar and different to your Kuya Mikku—and you gladly turned out that way.

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They grow up so fast…

Mikku riding his bike.

I’ve basically neglected this blog for the past few years, but if you’ve been here a few times you would have noticed that the theme and functionality actually evolves, but not much for the content. So I’ll just share a thing or two and see what happens.

I never felt magic crazy as this


I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you’re here
Brighten my northern sky.

That’s your song in our wedding, but that’s how I felt this same date back in 2007 when we bacame together, just as it was when I was crying as I looked at you march towards me in 2012. Everyday spent with you is special, no matter how crazy it can be. We’ve been through countless ups and downs, but I know we’d endure it all as long as we’re together. You never fail to brighten my northern sky.

Thank you for everything Pangga Hana. I love you.

Happy anniversary.