More than just a chart
It was my first day of hospital pharmacy practice exposure as an intern in a local public hospital. The air...
The silence we hate
I’ve noticed a universally accepted attitude incorporated in our everyday lives: silence must be avoided at all costs. I’ve been...
Activism from the comfort of home
In many ways, my generation is the first to be born and raised in the digital age. Unlike millennials who...
The many faces of motherhood
At 16, I find myself living with my grandmother, not out of choice, but out of necessity. My younger sister...
Lonely together
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on February 21, 2006. I knew she would eventually pop the...
Coming home to our true selves
When I pass by rows of houses, I get curious about the little lives they live. What do they do...
Living the dream
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on January 24, 2008. My sister Lala and my closest friends...
The girl and the cat with short souls
Before my Tatay died, I jokingly told him not to haunt me in my sleep. He laughed then, still capable...
My finest treasure
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on November 1, 2005. All throughout my childhood years, my father...
Life doesn’t pause for death
The day my father died was nothing short of ordinary. A Sunday afternoon in June, with gray skies hanging low,...
