“Let things happen in its own time,” my mother would always remind me, whenever I look too far in the future or dig too deep in the past. “Besides, you’re only 21!” she’d add with a snort. In bed last night, at about 10:30pm, I found myself pondering on this, while I scrutinized my fingernails … Continue reading Some Things Would Have to Wait
It was the 14th of February, 2006. Clad in my black and white checkered uniform, the fumes from my school bus lingering in my hair, I hop down and walk towards my condominium lobby, only to chance upon my then-bestfriend: embarrassed, terrified, and giddy in his white collared top and lopsided grin. I laugh out loud and hold on to my skirt, lest the wind reveals unsolicited high school girliness. A pause. Four long-stemmed roses and a shy smile. “Thank you,” I manage to utter. “Why four?!” I inquire, keeping my bangs away from my face and looking at him in the eye.
“Because,” he says. Continue reading “Valentine’s Day 2011: Same Same but Different”