A Visit From A Friend
He was here last night. We neither saw him nor heard him. But we felt him. His presence was strong enough for both gerry and me. I woke up several times last night for no reason at all. I’d take a look at my kid and hubby for a while and then fall asleep again. I dreamt of him. It was a happy dream. I cannot recall what it was exactly but it wasn’t scary. The third time I woke, I felt a slight chill and I knew he was there…looking at us, guarding, or just visiting. And I think I said a very short prayer for his soul. I can’t remember now. I grasped for gerry’s arm and rested my palm in his elbow. I was a little scared now and it took a few more minutes before I finally fall asleep again.
Gerry experienced the same thing. For the first time since Rey’s death, he couldn’t sleep and found himself wide awake for some reasons. He felt my hand when i touched his arm but didn’t react. All the while, he was awake and scared too. He knew his buddy was in this very room last night.
We talked about this over breakfast this morning. And to our surprise, our yaya dreamt about him earlier last night too.
Thanks for the visit Rey…make it a little less scary next time =)
Uncategorized | Comment (0)Rey J
my hubby’s best friend died. and it wasn’t just an ordinary death…not something caused by a disease or an accident, not old age or a natural disaster…
7 bullets, 3 major brain operations, 6 operations in all, almost 3 months of near hell experience in the hospital. that’s what it took him to give up… and nobody blames him.
he was shot by the enemies seven times in his own town. the very same people who cry justice for those who were supposedly victims of human rights, the people who pride themselves with principles that they continuously fight for in the mountains since time immemorial…these people. oh how i hate them! i despise their very being! these people who condemn graft and corruption in the government but for the longest time have resorted to extortion, victimizing businessmen, small and big time alike, contractors and farmers who work fair and square for their families. this lovely town had feared for so long the shadows of these people who arrogantly kill whoever they consider enemies and put the blame to someone else. well i blame them for all the fear and "backwardness" that this "city" is suffering from. thanks to all the local officials who blindly back these *!###$&^^%(* up! woooohoooo! you cowards! you lame excuse for public servants! and you call yourselves "honorable"!!! gosh!!!
he was nothing but a great friend both to me and my husband. with all the visitors in his wake, i could only guess he was a good friend to all. he had a cheerful heart, a positive outlook in life, had a funny way of dealing with otherwise irritable circumstances. his was a happy soul. he was always there when we need him…for a long time before our marriage, he was literally always beside gerry. they were inseparable….B1 and B2, batman and robin, mangga’t bagoong, juday and ryan (sorry, im now watching juday’s concert on tv…mwhehe). when i saw his album, it seems like it belonged to didoy. there were a lot of pix there with him in it…it was only when we got married that he decided to join the army for the lack of anything else to do. and somehow, although i know i shouldn’t be, that fact still makes me feel a little guilty. what if he was still gerry’s side kick? he could have been spared…but it was him, not i who decided to give us space and start our own family. and for thinking of our well-being first as always, i thank him. i thank you kuya rey.
maybe instead of pouring out my hatred to those who did this to you, i’d just grab this opp to tell you how grateful i am that you were part of our lives. gerry is greatly hurt with what happened to you and is feeling the emptiness that you left us all. i thank you for being the bestest friend of my husband. you really took care of him like your own brother. you’ve had a lot of memories together - good or bad and you were part of molding who he is now.
you could have been one of erika’s favorite titos. remember when you said you’d guard her from her suitors? hehehe. the concern that you showed our family, the love that you’ve given didoy is immeasurable. i feel very lucky to have known you since 5 years old and to be your friend. thanks for all the memories….even during your last days, you made us smile.
we know you are with our good Lord because you are good. you fought and died bravely. we salute you for that.
the consolation i could think of now is that somehow there is another angel looking after us. you take care rey. you are badly missed here.
good bye kuya rey
Pang Teleserye
tinanong ko ang ate at kuya: kung kayo ang tatanungin, dapat na ba kaming bumukod?
sinong titira ngayon sa bahay na iyon? tanong ni ate
oo nga? tanong ni kuya.
ngumisi siya. tila baga sinasabing tama siya.
pero kung gusto niyo talagang maramdaman na pamilya kayo, tamang bumukod na kayo. sabi ni ate.
oo nga, bumukod na kayo. sabi ni kuya.
nawala ang ngisi sa mukha niya. bahagyang sumimangot.
hindi siya umiimik. kumunot ang makakapal na kilay.
bumilog ang mga mata ko. nangungusap. tumatawa.
tumayo siya. walk out. pang ilang ulit na niya itong ginawa.
tumakas sa usapan. ipagpaliban ang isyu kahit makailang ulit nang ipinamukha sa kanya.
nakabusangot na pumasok sa opisina. taas ang baba. nagmamalaki.
tumatawa si ate. hala! napikon.
si kuya, nagyaya nang umuwi.
pumasok ako sa opisina.
bakit ka nagagalit? mahinahon kong tinanong sa kanya habang pinipisil ang mga pisngi.
pinag-uusapan lamang naman natin ang realidad. sabi ko. dahil ba pabor sa akin ang mga sinabi nila kaya ka nagkakaganyan? kung sa iyo sila sumang-ayon, magkakaganyan ka ba? bahagyang tumataas ang boses ko habang ang sa kanya’y pasigaw na.
pinaiinit mong ulo ko! sabi niya.
ISOSOLI NA KITA SA MGA MAGULANG MO!!!!! sabay tabig sa kin.nagpanting na ang tenga ko nung narinig ko iyon.
eh di isoli mo! kelan? hamon ko.
sinipa ang monobloc na upuan. malakas. tumumba ang silya at ang nakalagay dito.
HUWAG MO KONG DADAANIN SA GANYAN DAHIL HINDI AKO NATATAKOT SA IYO!!!! PUWEDE KITANG IPAKULONG PAG SINAKTAN MO AKO!!! sumisigaw na ko.
hindi lamang iyon ang unang beses na naging marahas siya. naalala ko nung nagkakasagutan kami. nagdadalang tao ako nun ngunit gayon pa man ay halos magiba ang mesa dahil sa pagdadabog niya.
hindi na rin mabilang ang mga pagkakataong naitulak niya ako sa kainitan ng aming pag-aaway.
hindi ko na rin binibilang ang makailang beses ko siya tinulak. kaya patas lang.
pero may patas ba kung doble ang lakas ng lalaki sa babae?
lumabas na siya ng opisina. dala ang limpak limpak niyang kayamanan sa bag. hindi niya ito naiwan kahit kailan. binagsak ang pinto.
binato ko ang susi ng kotse. tumama ito sa salamin. walang nabasag. buti na lang.
bumalik siya. sinipa o sinuntok ang pinto ng opisina. ewan. basta naging sanhi ito ng malakas na lagabog. himalang di nagiba ang pinto.
pinagdilatan ko siya ng mata. hindi ako natatakot. hindi ngayong gabi.
umalis siya. iniwan ako sa di mabilang na pagkakataon.
delikadong magmaneho sa gabi kapag mag-isa. yan ay kung hindi siya galit.
pakialam ko sa yong maholdap, makidnap ka. kapag galit siya.
double standard. saya!
natapos din ako sa ginagawa ko. sumakay sa kotse. nagpasyang magpalamig muna.
nasan na ba ang mga holdaper dito? o kidnaper kaya?
hooooy, nandito ako, easy target! lecheng buhay toh!
bigla kong naisip na may anak na pala ako.
kaya umuwi na ko. di puwedeng sarili lang ang isipin ko.
may anak na ako.
galit. sama ng loob. ang bigat dalhin sa dibdib. ang hirap huminga.
minsan naisip ko, tama ba ang naging desisyon ko?
sa walang katapusang panunuyo. karapat-dapat pa ba?
sinong mag-aakalang ang babaeng katulad ko ay malalagay sa ganitong uri ng pagsasama?
masaya dati. iba na ngayon. ibang-iba na siya ngayon.
o hindi ko lang siya lubusang kilala?
apat na taon? hindi pa pala sapat iyon?
at ibang-iba na rin ako ngayon.
not even half the woman i used to be.
sino ba ako?
sino na ako?
Uncategorized | Comment (1)Welcome Period!!!
It’s a Sunday night, not supposed to be in front of my brand new flat screen LCD monitor which I am oh so thankful coz I can see clearly now…(the rain has stopped???) But thanks to my dysmenorrhea which I have foolishly missed for four months, well, I am! Finally, a medicine so effective it took effect on me! Hahahah! Metformin Euform Retard 850 is the answer to my PCOS otherwise known as Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome - lots and lots of cysts in my left ovary. So an otherwise impuriating and very uncomfortable and painful experience - a hurting abdomen - is very much welcomed! I miss my pads…shhhh….with wings…it also have dry weave…no other slim pad has it…
Being Emotional on the Subject of Elections
The election fever is on. It’s barely a month before the campaign period finally begins. Apolotical as I am (or trying to be since I’ve given up on trying to figure what good politicians can bring to our lives), I am hooked not by coercion but voluntarily. This time in support of my brother in-law’s candidacy as Vice Mayor of Sorsogon City. Hard to believe but yeah, as an Independent Candidate. Now this would explain why all four of us (Kuya Mike - the one running, Ate Lanie-his wife, Gerry and I) are on the move and busy as we’ve never been for a long time (at least for me).
Busy with writing communications, looking for a jingle, perfecting the logistics and of course raising the campaign funds. Without a party to back us up, we are at our own. A lot of friends are saying kuya’s winning is almost a mircacle. Huhuhu. It’s a pity this city is so used to TRAPOs buying their votes out. I am tasked to tap the intellectual and elite population here. How the hell do I do that? With only almost two years of really living here, my circle of friends and acquaintances is limited to my family and relatives, my husband’s family and relatives, some badminton fans, churchmates and neighbors. Geez, now I am faced with a real challenge.
Maybe the only thing that fuels my spirit is the fact that I believe in Kuya. I believe that he has good intentions in seeking for a higher office. I believe in his capability as a leader and his commitment to serve his constituents. I see his candidacy as a window for change for Sorsogon City.
I have always dreamed that somehow someone would start to see this place for what it is and work on its improvement. Sorsogon City is a beautiful place endowed with natural resources - the beaches, hotsprings,falls, volcano, lakes - which could have been a source of income for the local government. Sadly, it was never successful in promoting itself as a tourist destination in the Philippines. Maybe because of the fact that it is Leftist infested. Who could we blame? It is being tolerated by the very people who shouldn’t. It used to be peaceful but now there’s a lot of political killings perpetuated by I honestly do not know who.
Elections may be dirty, full of shitty hypocrasy, vote-buying and empty promises giving false hopes to those who might believe. Election 2007 may not be an exception. But somehow, I see it as the start of salvation (for the city of course). We might be too idealistic this time - attempting to reign victorious over the "landlords and rulers" but for what it’s worth, we are going to try and die (figuratively) trying.
After all, if there’s one thing that this coming elections achieved already, it brought the family closer. Even if we do not always see things eye to eye, we know that we are here to support each other all the way.
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#$@!!!#$%%%^!!!&*(*&^%!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I just finished a brilliant blog about my daughter’s upcoming 1st bday when all of a sudden, it was gone without me being able to save it! This is so frustrating!!!! Grrrrrr!!!!! I hate it when this happens.
)*(*^&*(%^*%$&4####675r476734756%&^()*&)_&(*%&$&$!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Simpatiya
Hindi mo kailangang maging milyonaryo upang makatulong sa mga nangangailangan…
Hindi kailangang malaki ang kita mo upang makapamahagi ka ng kung ano ang mayroon ka…
Hindi mo kailangan na maging bahagi ng isang organisasyon upang tumugon sa mga pangangailangan ng kapwa mo…
Hindi kailangang maging isang sikolohista upang malagay mo ang sarili sa kanilang kinalalagyan at madama at kanilang dinaranas…
Sapat na siguro ang may takot ka sa Diyos at pagmamahal sa kapwa upang mapukaw ang iyong dadamin at magpasyang tumulong sa iba…
At magkaroon ng pamilya at mga kaibigang nagtitiwala sa intensyon at kakayahan mo…
Kailangan nila tayo…
Bigyan natin sila ng pag-asa…
Bow Kay Pacquiao
ay magaling ka talaga! sige na nga idol na rin kita…salamat sa 500php na napanalunan ko mula sa pagtaya sa pagkapanalo mo…hehehe…at in fairness, nagdagsaan ang mga kostumers sa kainan…ginutom mo sila…salamat!
wala bang balato jan? ika nga ng iyong ina "anak, isang kotse lang, di naman demanding ang nanay mo eh!" congrats uli!
Uncategorized | Comment (0)Pacquiao vs Morales - Bad Effect
Again and again, Pacquiao fights prove to be bad for our business. It is 11:30am, the fastfood is supposed to be streaming with people that need to fill their tummies. But no! it is literally empty except for a trickle of people taking out their favorite food in the counter. Even my hubby isn’t here with me today. Just got a text from him asking me to take out some food for lunch.
You better be good today Manny, or you owe me today’s sales worth.
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Accident with a Cock
avoiding a cock…a shuttle cock is difficult especially when it comes 
zooming from right behind you, say 2 meters away and targeting your ear. suddenly, i’ve gone deaf. for a second there, i thought my eardrum would bleed and i was waiting for blood to ooze from my right ear! i was scared to death, almost threw a crying fit (hehehe - brat!). only to find people around me acting nonchalantly to what had just happened. i was almost deaf and they were like "oh it’s nothing…been there…" i was cool though but not well yet. still can’t hear from my left ear but since i was reassured that this is just a minor injury, i’m okay. after all, i’ve been hit in the mouth by my teammate’s racket and nothing happened. if there had been any damage to my teeth, i would have had a lifetime free service from my dentist teammate. yooohooo! i smell braces…
my hair is still sweaty from the match a while ago. my eyes are still irritated with my contact lenses going up and down my eyeball. my body still sore. the impact of the cock on my ear is still strong. but since my fingers and my brains are okay, i’m blogging to get my mind off the discomforts. losing a tooth or my sense of hearing for just a point in a badminton match isn’t worth it. i really don’t think it is. but duh! accidents do happen and nobody wants it, right? is this what people say "playing sport" is? well, it must be =) i am so sporty!!! hehehehe
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