Libre naman kasi ang Earth, kaya minsan nagtataka talaga ako kung bakit kailangan magbayad ng lupa para may titirhan para mabuhay . . . at may paglalagyan ka kapag namatay ka na. Mapapaisip ka talaga hanggang sa unti-unti mo na lang matatanggap na "gano’n na kasi talaga noon pa." Pero kahit pinili mo e cremation, … Continue reading “Kung ayaw mo ma-stress yung pamilya mo kapag namatay ka na, mag-avail ka na ng burial plans.”
It's our first Christmas without my mom. Probably why I feel doing nothing inside our house, like I'd rather be outside, having coffee somewhere else, typing these feelings away. I still remember that day. As all people surrounded her, telling her to rest, I was holding her hand, whispering for her to fight. Selfish as … Continue reading A Christmas without Her
Blankly looking at the laptop, she waited for the three o'clock alarm. Her mind was already elsewhere, even though she still had three hours left to work. She immediately got up, almost tumbling her desk that held her laptop, and muttered a soft sorry as if air were human. Grabbing her pink towel from the edge … Continue reading If I Can Turn Back Time
I forgot that my mom died for a second. And when I remembered she did, I wailed in a fast-food restaurant. The conversation went like this: "I am thinking of finding a new job. My skill set isn't aligned with the company's," I said. "What do you mean?" "They require 3,200 words per hour, I … Continue reading For a Second, I Forgot That She Passed Away
You are the darkest soul I have ever known, but it's weird that I feel safest when I'm with you . . . as if I were experiencing another universe inside a black hole.