She now lives in a castle
It is as though the sun no longer shines as bright since my sister, my Manang, passed away…
Lola Cristy’s chicken adobo
Lola Cristy was unfazed and always bought skinless pieces of chicken she used in cooking her adobo. She…
Christmas in May
Like any child, I used to believe in the miracles of Christmas.
My life’s mountain range
I tried pressing the elevator button three times before the hospital staff offered to do it for me.“Third…
Remembrance day
I learned of the word “grave” one acrid November. I was young then, though I could not remember…
Angels
How are You? Are You up there listening?
Pieces of grief
Throughout my life, death was merely an idea—an unfamiliar concept that floated far away in the depths of…
The weight of grief
The night my Lolo Eddie died, I made an excuse that I had to buy a watch just…
Motherhood is a choice
I was the first on my father’s side of the family. The first granddaughter, the first daughter, the…