Denmark, You Have My Heart

After four grueling plane rides, from Manila to Singapore, to Paris, to Copenhagen and finally to Billund, I found myself nibbling on some mushroom and blue cheese pizza in the garden of my dear Auntie Linda’s home in Kolding, Denmark, chatting with my family and playing with their dainty English Spaniel Bella, as if seven […]

Remembering Papa

It is around 9pm, way past my little girl bedtime on a summer day. I would jump around excitedly in bed, waiting for the three honks that could only mean one thing: that my parents are finally home from work. As they park their car in the garage, I try to make myself useful in their […]

Valentine Weekend

After Papa’s death, exactly two months and one day ago, I thought I’d never be able to write again. They say writing is a therapeutic repast, especially when one goes through life’s many tragedies. In my case, typing out words to make sense of my grief literally makes my acid reflux act up. The term […]