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Generational stories, those between parents and children, tech, nostalgia
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My life’s mountain range
I tried pressing the elevator button three times before the hospital staff offered to do it for me.“Third floor,” were…
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Remembrance day
I learned of the word “grave” one acrid November. I was young then, though I could not remember my exact…
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Pieces of grief
Throughout my life, death was merely an idea—an unfamiliar concept that floated far away in the depths of my consciousness.…
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The weight of grief
The night my Lolo Eddie died, I made an excuse that I had to buy a watch just so I…
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Motherhood is a choice
I was the first on my father’s side of the family. The first granddaughter, the first daughter, the first little…
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For my mother’s sake
TW: Suicide and depressionMy mom would usually avoid talking about death, she hates it, she fears death, and she will…
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My big, broken mansion
I lived in a large mansion in Quezon City. At the house’s exterior, you’d be greeted by a tall, three-story…
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