Ang Aming Lolo

My Tatay celebrated his 80th birthday last April 11th at the UP Executive House and a special program was put together for him. Part of the program was a poem-reading by the two boys, Miguel and Andres. Watch the first couple of minutes:

This is what they read:

As a treat to Tatay, Gloc-9 also performed. The crowd loved it.

Overall, I'd say the party was a great success!

Celebrating life

I hear it being said so often that it's become one of the most overused cliches about life. But if there's anything that Tin's death has taught me, it's exactly this cliche: Life is short. We blow off invitations to parties and gatherings because we always think that there will be time for all that when our schedules are not too full anymore. But our schedules never do clear up. Our work load never does lighten. And we never get to go to parties, lunches, coffee dates, and reunions. I used to be guilty of this, but since I realized how finite we all are, I've made a conscious effort to not let moments just pass me by without appreciating them.

Today is my son's 6th birthday. Sixth! It doesn't seem like such a long time ago when I was sipping a tall coffee jelly in the recovery room as a reward after having given birth to an 8 lbs 12 oz baby through lamaze (whew!). And now, here he is, little Mr. Marunong. In a few more years he won't let me hug and kiss him in public anymore, so I'm taking advantage of this time to do all that. There are times when I just want to take a mental snapshot of a moment we're having together and store it in my album of memories. I never want to forget.

The Angry Birds cookie pops from Shoppersville were much appreciated