Category: Kanina Lang

What haunts me most is the thought that Jim is not okay. How can I know? Is he feeling sadness? Is he really in a better place? I googled “proof of after life” to get some sort of reassurance. Visiting the office was hard. Memories of Jim is very strong there. But friends and officemates…

For carrying my bags For buying me food whenever I’m hungry For driving for me, anywhere For listening to me For making my mango shake For accompanying me when I don’t have anyone to eat with For hugging me when I ask you to For feeding the baby so I’ll get some sleep For doing…

  Thank you for your visits, the flowers, mass cards, your messages, your kind words, your hugs … There are no words to express our gratitude. Thank you to our friends, relatives, former classmates, and officemates who were all there to comfort us in our time of grief, to the class of 83 who shared…

An entire shelf in our condo is dedicated to Medela. I practically got its entire line: the Pump In Style Advanced, all the flange sizes, extra membranes and tubings, sets of bottles (in all sizes), micro-steam bags, accessory wipes, softfeeder, Calma bottles … You name it, I probably got it. Yes, I got sucked in…

All things considered, bilib ako sa pagkakaisa ng Inglesia ni Cristo. Bilib din ako sa sense of organization nila. It’s no small feat to congregate that much people. If only they don’t think the planet revolves around them. If only they are fighting for a cause I believe in. However, as someone who doesn’t have…

In 7 months, we’ve gone thru 3 yayas. Didn’t expect to go thru so many in such a short time. Apparently, they don’t last as long as they used to. Although I still can’t claim to be an expert on yayas (hardly!), I’ve learned a few things: Yayas don’t really care much about the Kasambahay…

We stopped at a traffic light along Kalayaan Ave. A young boy ran towards our car with his palm stretched upwards, asking for alms. We tapped lightly at our window, the signal for “no alms.” The boy sneered, kicked the door, and mockingly licked our side mirrors. He did this repeatedly until the light turned…

Last April 7, just when our nursing relationship was going well, Gabby decided to go on strike — a nursing strike. She would refuse to nurse and would only take milk from a bottle. Was it because I recently just introduced the pacifier or because we stopped cup feeding and started using a feeding bottle?…