From heartache to healing
“Bea, I need to talk to you and your sister. This is urgent,” said my mom on the phone. I...
Letting go of Santa Claus
The first gift I received from Santa Claus was a life-sized plush of Pooh when I was five years old....
A Christmas 11,175 km apart
I’ve lost count of the number of holiday commercials about family that have made me tear up these days. The...
The horrors of Manila
“Sardinas na pala ang pambapahaba ng buhay, hindi na pansit eh,” Mama jokingly said after I told her how I...
Does it take a man to complete a woman?
this story originally appeared in the philippine daily inquirer on december 7, 2006. “SHIVS, WOMEN TODAY HAVE ONLY TWO OPTIONS:...
Why dreams die
A 7-year-old kid in the early 2000s, engrossed in watching her favorite Filipino heroine, would strike a pose in front...
Raised by the internet
It was in 2010 when my tutor made me my very own Facebook account and I uploaded my first profile...
For the fearless millennial OFWs
“You are young! You have nothing to lose. There is so much to explore. You are in your best years...
The missing vinyl
My mother once shared that Lolo Rudy recorded a famous song back in the day, his own version of a...
Reminder for the ‘taga-baba’
I remember the many occasions when I would walk along Burnham Park trying to evade the routes where tourists, wrapped...
