i still can't believe that papa is 50. that's if he's still alive. see, he died when he was 39. some say life has not even begun for him.
i remember his 39th birthday, his last birthday. it was like christmas. only better. we had crispy pata, kare-kare (my favorite), and all the fattening filipino specialties. i know the celebration was something bigger than usual. i don't know why, but i remember my mom saying, "minsan lang mangyari 'to." we didn't know that she will be referring to his death in a few month's time.
of us three siblings, the youngest takes his appearance and mannerisms. they have the same soft, rounded face, sad eyes -- big and dipping on the far ends. their noses are not aqualine yet not flat, it's slightly matangos but a bit plump near the nostrils. their lips are also both slightly full and a little pouty upper lip. their chins, small and almost inexistent.
i might have described myself a bit but they look more similar. but i digress.
so today, after office, i went to hear mass in don bosco for papa's 50th birthday (still can't believe 'twas that soon) and bought a cake.
unfortunately, the guy at the bakeshoppe murdered the cake. i can barely read "papa" and there was an "erasure" on the "50."
buti nalang birthday ni papa, kaya di ko nalang pinansin.
i remember his 39th birthday, his last birthday. it was like christmas. only better. we had crispy pata, kare-kare (my favorite), and all the fattening filipino specialties. i know the celebration was something bigger than usual. i don't know why, but i remember my mom saying, "minsan lang mangyari 'to." we didn't know that she will be referring to his death in a few month's time.
of us three siblings, the youngest takes his appearance and mannerisms. they have the same soft, rounded face, sad eyes -- big and dipping on the far ends. their noses are not aqualine yet not flat, it's slightly matangos but a bit plump near the nostrils. their lips are also both slightly full and a little pouty upper lip. their chins, small and almost inexistent.
i might have described myself a bit but they look more similar. but i digress.
so today, after office, i went to hear mass in don bosco for papa's 50th birthday (still can't believe 'twas that soon) and bought a cake.
unfortunately, the guy at the bakeshoppe murdered the cake. i can barely read "papa" and there was an "erasure" on the "50."
buti nalang birthday ni papa, kaya di ko nalang pinansin.
and no, i'm not that matakaw. i shared it with cheska, mok, tito boy, and mama tess after dinner.happy birthday papa!
mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal kita.
mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal kita.
anyway, that's all. ciao!
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