X+Y+Z
Generational stories, those between parents and children, tech, nostalgia
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			  Lucky to be aliveTo those left behind by the ones they loved, this is for us. It was an ordinary Sunday for me,… Read More »
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			  What remains of meI began living on my own at 16, not fully, perhaps, but far enough from home to feel it. Senior… Read More »
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			  Growing up means calling your mom firstAt 16, I rolled my eyes. At 21, I text her everything. Five years ago, I was convinced I had… Read More »
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			  Where are my two lines?I did it again. I promised myself I wouldn’t take an ovulation test. But I couldn’t stop myself. I’m more… Read More »
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			  Four-cornered loveThere is a certain chokehold only “balikbayan” boxes have on me—a grip that starts the moment Mama calls and says,… Read More »
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			  ‘Carinderia’ memories with TatayOne of my favorite parts of traveling with my late father for his sales job was our lunch breaks. Each… Read More »
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			  Running and running awayFour years old This early memory is hazy, like the clouds of that windy day, when I had been wailing… Read More »
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			  Raised by singlesWhy are others’ daddies and mommies married? Why are Daddy and Mommy siblings?” That was a question I remember having… Read More »
 
				