I went home last week and I realize that now that I seldom go home, I treasure the time that I get to spend with my family. I only see them once a month but it becomes more special. Our conversations are more personal and meaningful. I miss spending time with everybody even with my brother whom I used to hate for all the misery and pain (he was a …

I was in the jeepney to the office this morning when I heard the song. I’ve heard it before but except for admiring the good melody and the beautiful voice of Carrie Underwood, I haven’t really paid much attention to it. I don’t know what has gotten into me but when the jeepney stopped in front of Bacolod Cathedral, it was then that I truly listened to it.

Oh well, I just turned 30 today. If somebody asked me what my biggest accomplishment in 3 decades of my life was, I don’t have a clear answer. I’m always frightened at the thought of leaving this world without so much as a stir. I have probably set very high standards for myself. I can be a perfectionist even to myself that I usually end up frustrated.