My Father’s Eyes

I have nothing tangible that belonged to my father. They are all in my mother’s and brother’s possession. But when I look into the mirror each day, I see my father so clearly. I have his eyes, I have his nose. No one can ever take that away from me. My father died in 1981,…

Full Circle

Full circle. That’s what it felt like this morning.Thirty years ago, when we brought this baby home from the hospital, I took one look at her and thought to myself, “How can I leave this baby at home?” Right then and there I began to write my letter of resignation and faxed it to the…

My Christmas 2020 Story

Do you remember my suman story? About the Shopee delivery guy who gave out suman to the families he regularly delivers to because his mother said that it was Christmas and it was his turn to give back, even a little, to those who were kind to him during the year. The story has a…