My daughter flew to LA to be with her high school friend Therese. So I am left with my son. We went back to Island Pacific again. I made him
Writing a journal means that facing your ocean, you are afraid to swim across it, so you attempt to drink it, drop by drop. by George Sand
My father’s cancer of the colon was discovered when he was 79. He had a huge, hard lump on the right side of his belly. Since my eldest brother, Kuya
We prepared for my father’s 80th birthday celebration. It would be his last because his days were numbered. Doctors gave him 6 months to live, and this was his 12th
Inis ako, I haven’t had sipon in 2 years. Even when my husband and children had their yearly doses of cough and colds, I was luckily spared. Two days into
When my niece Kimberly was little, we called her Bingbing but now she prefers to be called Kim, Kimmy, Kimmie. She had her high school prom last night. I
My son and I went to Island Pacific Supermarket in Union City. It is about 10 minutes drive from my sis’ house in Hayward. This place is where we drop-off
When you are on vacation, what do you do when not eating? Of course shopping, or looking-looking lang
The first few times my daughter brought me to Chipotle in Manhattan I didn’t like the food. The only thing I ordered was the chips with guacamole. And I had
I am afraid to drive in the freeway because vehicles run very fast. When drivers sense the presence of highway patrol, they slow down afraid to be pulled-over for speeding.
SFO is a half-hour BART ride from where my sister lives. Philippine Airlines office is a 10 minute walk from Powell station where we got -off. The security guard in
My sister also likes to collect things. Her house in the Bay Area is eclectic. Here are some of the things you’ll find in her house, where she and her
These are the stories that never, never die, that are carried like seeds into a new country, are told to you and me and make in us new and lasting