A few moments ago, I was pregnant, and now, abruptly, I am not. It is a strange feeling.Continue reading “Grief, In Writing”
After several months of not having a single photo together, I’d say my family and I finally got to declare sweet revenge. Two hours, three albums, and 200+ pictures later, we could say that revenge was best served in a myriad of poses.
Continue reading “Rethinking the Family Portrait: Our Day at the Trick Eye Museum”
Since the start of the year, I’ve been bent on capturing at least a second’s worth of clips each day, so that I can compile it to a 2012-series video, which I can look back to whenever I’m wondering where my time went. I’m supposed to wait until the actual end of year before I begin piecing the clips together, but just in case we … Continue reading Project 366 – 2012: The First Half
Having been drawn to the island paradise 4 times over the last 5 years, I think I can personally vouch that Cebu is a tried-and-tested fun-in-the-sun destination. Of course, January is a great time to flock to Cebu to join the droves for the Sinulog festival, but Cebu offers a whole lot more: alluring coasts, mouth-watering grub, sky-high thrills, and of course, the people who … Continue reading 147 Seconds on Why I Keep Coming Back for Sinulog
In the Gagno residence, we have a gaggle — a gaggle of 5 spunky girls, each of whom went their own way as they grew up, with literally an ocean between them. Yet I would remember 2011 as the year that brought all of us together under the same roof, after 5 long years of never being in the same country. Continue reading “2011’s Gift of Sisters Galore (a.k.a. the ‘Ganda-mo-teh’ post)”
The reactions I get whenever I would mention Yaya Pen are sometimes interesting. They’re mostly along the lines of ‘May yaya ka pa?!’. Honestly, I can’t even summon a hypothetical dream sequence wherein Yaya Pen is not in our family; it’s just unthinkable. Continue reading “Yaya Pen the Hero”
For the first time, my dad will be with me wherever I go.
At least now, he can enjoy the long walks without pain.
He’ll be able to hear (and hopefully laugh) at my jokes.
Most importantly, I can tell him my own stories of how I followed his same love for seeing the world. Continue reading “The gift of being free”
It was during my layover at HongKong that I learned that my father has passed away while I was dozing on the flight back from Toronto. After several episodes of crying in the departure terminal like a heartbroken OFW that had to leave her sweetheart behind, a thought consoled me — in the moments right after he passed away, I was the closest one to him, all the way up there in the clouds.
I’ve been meaning to post the pics below, although I did not imagine I’ll be putting them up now in such a grave light. Continue reading “On keeping and letting go”
My sisters moved to Canada while I was still groaning about math within classroom walls, so we did miss out on a lot of would-have-been banters and memories revolving around family traditions. It was quite nifty, then, that I got to join in on a sacred tradition my sisters and their Ontario family has followed for almost a decade now — the annual pumpkin carving get-together! Continue reading “A Pumpkin Tradition in Scarborough”
19 Sept 2010 Universal Studios, Singapore What do you get when you cross two insane, maturity-challenged sisters, who haven’t seen each other in ages? This video. Continue reading Kaladkarin & Sis Invade Universal Studios Singapore