The Long Goodbye

Today I was thinking how when my dad suddenly died at age 49 from a heart attack, I didn’t get to have the chance to say goodbye. To say all the things I wanted to tell him, to tell him what a great dad he was, and how grateful I was for everything he had…

Finding God in Hijo

It's been said that you always hear yourself better in quiet places. Away from the noise and chatter of the city, they say that if you intentionally soak yourself in nature, God seems to speak to you more clearly.  I flew to Davao briefly last week, to find myself some peace and quiet because I…

Words Heal

Writing has always saved me. Words have been my lifeline for as far back as I can remember. They have pulled me out of the deepest pit, they have been the light that pierce through the darkest of nights. After my father was buried on an April day in 1981, I couldn’t cry for a…