A rant you say?

I feel like writing.  No, that's a lie... I actually feel like screaming.  At the top of my lungs, until my voice gives out.  I have so much to say but don't know how to say it without burning more bridges.  It feels like I'm trapped inside my head and no matter how hard I try, I can't claw my way out.

I have work.  Work keeps me sane.  But everything is just falling apart and I'm getting buried under a pile of responsibilities and obligations... I can't seem to make a dent big enough to let me breathe.  Even for a minute.

The small things that used to make me happy, that used to bring a smile to my face, a hundred percent guaranteed, now makes sad.  And angry and frustrated.

Sometimes I catch myself staring into space.  Drifting off somewhere.

Sometimes I wish I could just stay there and never, ever come back.

Racking Up the Frequent Flyer Points, eh Time?

How in the world am I 39 already? Dagnabit.

Celebrating the Man...

He was the early morning honking, patiently waiting in the jeep while Nanay prepared to go to the Zapote market.  He was the daily guitar playing, harmonizing with my Mom as they sang Seals & Croft songs.  He was the constant laughter, zinging out jokes to amuse those around him.  He was the cup of coffee in the morning, afternoon and night, quietly taking everything in.  He was the doting uncle, playing patiently with me and my cousins; leaving little pearls of wisdom encased in humor and lightness.  He was the guy's guy, getting along with everybody he meets, making people feel that they matter, whoever they may be.  He was the perennial joker, the one who could both ruffle your feathers and make you feel ten feet tall.


There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about him.  About how he would encourage me to do better in his own unique way.  About how much Christmas isn't the same without him gathering all the kids together to perform our little holiday numbers.  About how he would quietly go about his duties and responsibilities, not needing adulation or praise.  


He was a son, a brother, an uncle and a father.  He was a good man.  


He will forever be missed.

Book Bliss

Heaven on earth ♥