Apparently, this will be the last snow of the year (and the most we’ve had). Although I hate taking my car when it’s snowing and I’m constantly stressed about black ice, it’s kinda sad to think of how little snow we have nowadays. I can’t help but think that by the time Baby Girl will be an adult, there might be a possibility of no snow. That, sadly, it will become a thing of the past.
Today is my father’s birthday. He would have been 85 years old. (In case you’re wondering, he had me when he was 52.) He left us 5 years ago and I finally feel ok. In my family, birthdays have always been a big thing. Parties, big gifts, memorable events, you name it. So naturally, to suddenly not celebrate the 21st of December felt extremely sad. This year, it’s different. When I realized that it was papa’s birthday, I didn’t feel like I was being sucked in a black hole. Sure, I must had a sad passing smile on my face, but I went through the day as my « normal » me. As cliché as it might sound, time really does heal all wounds, not matter how deep they are.
This is the last week before the Christmas break and I can definitely feel it in the air. Professionally, clients are in a hurry to finish things off and making ends meet before going on a break. Personally, I am ill.
A year ago, we welcomed the newest member of our family, Baby L. He is the first son of my niece and her husband. And he gave me the greatest pleasure of coming to the world on the eve of my birthday. It was the best birthday gift ever to know that he was here safely and his mother too!
Hey peeps! It’s my birthday today. Uh-uh, uh-uh!!!
My niece asked me how old I was and I answered her the age of Jesus when he died. She laughed at me and said – « Why is it that you can’t answer a simple question like everyone else? » Ha ha, maybe because I’m not like everyone else! I answered back to her.
Ok, I know I know. I screwed up the Blogmas! 😰 I totally didn’t write any post last week and I will admit that this challenge was just too high for me. I have no excuse except that I’ve been terribly busy.
I love giving gifts to friends and family. I always have. I love receiving them too. When I turned 18, I had a debut party which is a traditional celebration done in the Philippines. I remember asking my friends to give me homemade presents rather than store-bought ones. I’ll never forget that.