Saturday, May 17, 2014

A Single Mom's Pride

Earlier, as I watch my son light the Candle of Hope during their baccalaureate mass, I can't help but feel this overwhelming sense of pride. We've definitely come a long long way.

I used to think that I wouldn't make it. That being a single parent will be a challenge I might not fulfill.  That I might fail my son and myself for that matter. There were just too many hurdles. But along the way, through the hardships and struggles, I am lucky to have found a really awesome support system --parents, family and friends -- who helped in one way or another. And I can't thank them enough.

Being a single  parent is not for the faint of heart; it's not for the weaklings or quitters. There's a ton of responsibility that goes with raising a child alone. It requires strength, courage, a lot of tears and most of all, determination. The fortitude to give him a good life.

I know my son had his share of struggles, too. And I can only hope that the love, support and guidance my parents and I give him fill in whatever void he may have now and then. Despite the hardships, his effort to obtain a degree is admirable. He made us really proud.

As I listened to the Homily, I was reminded of this quote from Farrah Fawcett: My number one goal is to love, support and be there for my son.

In two days, the fulfillment of our dreams will be a reality. My parents and I will watch him with pride (and perhaps a tear or two) as he march on stage and receive his diploma. The moment will be priceless... We've gone a long way. Yes, true. But this is not the end. I won't stop loving, supporting and being there for him.


Congratulations, son!



Monday, May 12, 2014

Ghost the Musical I'm In Love

Lonely rivers flow
To the sea, to the sea
To the open arms of the sea...



Saw Ghost the Musical last Friday, May 9th at RCBC Tower. What fantastic play. What an awesome cast.

Cris Villonco as Molly, is divine. She's so convincing she made me cry, too. Hans Eckstein as Carl is also good. He's uber nice offstage. Oda Mae, the charlatan medium, as always, was very amusing to watch. Very much like Whoopi  Goldberg, who stole the thunder from Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze in the original movie, Ima Castro brought the house down. And to top it all, when we asked her to pose with us, Ima sincerely asked if we enjoyed the show. I'm a fan.

I already love Christian Bautista in The Kitchen Musical, but love him even more as Sam Wheat. He's so cute, I wanted to take him home and take care of him. Like. Really. I think I sort of blushed when I gestured him to stop (because we want to pose with him) and he pretended to fall on the floor. Sigh. LOL. NOT. Embarassing. Really. Jeez. How silly can I get? 

The production design is minimalist, yet impressive. Love how the play focused on the emotion. No moment was ever-boring. Totally enjoyed the whole show. And enjoyed much more the photo-op with the lead stars afterward.


Congratulations, guys! Great job!






Saturday, April 12, 2014

Project MJ - Secret Life Revealed


This week has been full of surprises. And I couldn't thank enough the wonderful people who gone the extra mile to surprise me on my __th birthday (age is a fill-in-the-blank thingy).

1. My son gifted me with  a favorite-- rocky road cake-- for the first time ever. From his pocket. From his first earning. Made me so damn proud. So grown up and generous and all.


2. Got wonderful wishes, greetings, and gifts from family, friends, and co-workers (past and present). Wines, roses, perfume and fashion accessories. You guys know me so well. Even  the scroog-iest person I know was generous enough to give me a really cool gift. Thank you! 


3. And the bestest gift I got this year is the surprise birthday party from my Truelogic Family. 

Complete with  18 roses from the guys in the office. I nearly cried at this point because I never had a formal debut party. Years ago, before iPhone was invented, I celebrated my 18th birthday in a Billy Idol Slam Dance/New Wave themed party shared with a church friend.

My former eldest son in the office, Mike, joined in and so did Ed, my ex-boss. The surprise party would have been more authentic had I not blown up my son's supposed participation. He didn't join anyway. Said he was too shy. Truth be told, he hates parties. I dunno. Don't ask me. 

The surprise didn't stop there. 

The writers and editors, HR, and some of the OPs people prepared a mini-film.

The video, a hilarious rendition of what my life "used to be", cracked me up so much/moved me to pieces. These are the people that I drive to wits end every single day, and they even had time to convince the big boss to be silly? How cool is that.





The celebration was capped with beers, Mojitos, chips and refills of nonstop laughing with the awesomest people from work. 



To Mafe, who wrote a fabulous blog about me and to everyone else who made my birthday this year truly memorable, thank you ever so much. You have no idea how happy you guys made me. *Sniff* 

May God bless you always that you continue to be a blessing to others.



Monday, March 31, 2014

Of Rats and Women

There are rats in my ceiling
Playing, shrieking, tormenting
There are women in my wall
Praising, sharing, blabbering
Can't stand listenin' to them all
Should I catch them, roast them
Or just squeeze them by the ball?

If only these rats were as talented as these: 










Summer Is Definitely Here

The scorching heat tells us Filipinos that summer is definitely here.

For the beach bums, it's time to prep the abs, get bikini wax, new swimming outfit, planning the vacation getaway, etc...

For workaholics like me, it means early sunrise, which translates to you-gotta-wake-up-and-commute-now-before-it-gets-too-hot-outside and you-can't-wear-those-lil-black-dress-lest-you-want-to-have-a-series-of-hot-flushes. The choices I have.

There might be some plans coming along. And hopefully, no spoiler to ruin them. You know those people. It's like, other people are not meant to have a good time. It's like about them all the time.

Oh well.

On another note, I should be dieting soon. Lest I want to be like one of those blue-whale shark (butanding), sure. I need to eat less. And when I say less, one slice of cake and pizza a day should suffice. Sigh.

This is my dream spot this summer. Wish I could go. Am sure my folks and son would love it there.


Where is yours? 

Sonnet to Fathers