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Of Fathers and Husband

As I have mentioned a number of times, I didn't grow with my parents. I was with my grandparents since birth. On my recent trip back home, Tita E and I (as always) reminisced about Daddy. We visited the cemetery and Andi was getting wet from the tears that were rolling down my face. We could never forget the times daddy used to drive us and pick us up from our respective schools. I know he's itching to get to work or tired from work but he braves the traffic in Mendiola (CEU for Tita E) and Taft Avenue (DLSU for me). Only a father's love can be that patient (sometimes I even make him wait) and daddy's not known for his patience. Thus, it all boils down to love. I might not have been with my Papa for years but I know he's just a call away. He's someone anybody will enjoy talking to. He's so friendly that I feel that some people are taking him for granted. Only recently, during the birth of my 2 daughters, did I get to spend time with him in one roof. And, boy

My Little Swimmer

Taken at Pansol, Calamba, Laguna during our outing with my side of the family. Bebi A, showing her buto! But, she's fears nothing as I dipped her in the pool while her ate cowers in the corner.

Princess T

Dawter T's passion these days is to become Cinderella. She was so ecstatic when her lola gave her a Cinderella crown and earings (suhol! hehehe) on the first time they saw each other during our Philippines vacation. Kaya naman she wore it everywhere. The picture was taken at her cousin Anton's first birthday party. (Gusto pa nga isuot sa mall, isip isip ko na lang, "anak di ito Singapore, pagtatawanan tayo sa mall" hehehe)

Something New

The Philippine Independence Day marked my first day of work at my new job. I was late! Sister C and I was not able to wake up early. I am dropping byher office to have my credentials photo copied. At 945AM, I arrived at ChangiBusiness Park, I, then asked for my manager. An hour passed by and still I sat there at the lobby. Did they forget about me?Are they still hiring me? Were the thoughts that kept going through my mind. A guy walked by and asked if I am Alma. He's my buddy. He said that there hasbeen a mishap. The manager I looked for is no longer my manager. There has beensome organizational changes and unfortunately, I was not informed. My new manager was on leave. Pffft... If I had known, I could have hanggled for another day asI was still tired due because of the trip back from the Philippines. Morning time was to arrange for my id pickup, I had my picture taken. Finally, a full pledged badge. (You see, it was my frustration since I started working in '95.I