Today marks a hundred days since lockdown.I repotted some succulents this morning and when I looked at her, I couldn’t help but smile. She pretty much represents the thousand and one thoughts I have grown in my head since the lockdown began in March. In spite of that, I love the calmness in her face.…
Food was my father’s love language. Yesterday, a young friend of mine sent over some delicious lengua with mushrooms and right away, it brought back a flood memories about dad, and my childhood. I had been missing my father this week. The missing triggered perhaps by the circumstances we live in, by certain things going…
We had been up in the air for close to 30 minutes, circling the airport around and around with no clearance to land. On the flight home from Los Angeles to Manila last month, we were placed in a holding pattern for close to 45 minutes before the plane was allowed to make its descent…
