I wrote this poem as a gift to a friend/colleague/boss.
Their story is truly inspiring, so I made an art out of it.
It was my parents’ 24th wedding anniversary. One more year and they’re already turning silver!
It was my Jarrah‘s 23rd birthday. We’ve been best friends since second year high school and we’ve had each other’s family as an extension. 🙂
We prepared a surprise baby shower for one of my officemates, Krystal, who is already eight months pregnant. It’s a girl, folks! She’s expected to give birth this September so yep, so excited for a new baby girl in the Inquirer fam!
It was the birthday of my uncle who passed away just recently. Tito Yeng used to stay with us at home, perhaps about a year or so. He was a good music mentor and he had really been a good uncle to us. We really do miss him, especially our jamming moments. I know he’s already happy up there though. I know God‘s taking care of him. 🙂
It’s my parents’ 31st anniversary as a couple since they got together back when they were still in high school! Yep, they’re one of those lucky couples who’ve found love in their high school sweethearts.
We were in Laguna Bel-air the whole day doing BCBP stuff. It was a bonding moment with the BCBP fam and whew! I’m gonna see them again on the 29th!
It feels good to finally be able to give back. There are times that I get to really freak out because I pay my dues and do my ‘eldest child duties’, but to see my parents smile because I can finally help them with the family expenses is priceless, and no amount of anything could compensate that.
I was supposed to wait until she uploads the photos taken by the official photographer during her 18th birthday, but I guess I might not be able to move on with my #100HappyThings if I’d still wait for the photos. Haha. She turned 18 last June 5 but we decided to have the celeberation the night before. I wanted this to be the very first happy thing so I’ll just use the unofficial photos for my blog post. I’ll try to update this with a photo dump once she uploads the photos. Pardon the low quality images because I just downloaded them from Facebook.
My sister, Colleen, is such a sweet girl. She attracts people to be her friends without even trying hard. I am proud of how talented and bright she has become, well, thanks to me as well, for being the “model elder sister”. Haha! Kidding aside, I love how close we are now despite the five-year gap. I love how we became best friends, together with our youngest sister, Celine.
I didn’t celebrate a debut party when I turned 18, because I simply asked for a DSLR camera instead and volunteered for an outreach program for kids in a nearby community in Imus, Cavite. Parties aren’t for me. I guess I’m just not that type of person. When we were doing the preparations for my sister’s debut, I would admit that I wondered what it would’ve been if I had mine. I have no regrets though, because I guess I’m really that kind who’d rather eat on the side than project a smile for a long time. Hahaha. I. Just. Can’t.
As the day came, seeing my sister so excited, happy and thankful all at the same time made me feel wonderful, knowing that I did take part in making the debut party a dream come true for my sister. I knew the celebration was the way she wanted it to be, and I couldn’t help but be that Proud Stage Ate. She had a mini-concert titled 18th C-mphony and the three of us, Colleen, Celine and I, even performed Flashlight by Jessie J as part of the mini-concert.
I was so elated to see how she felt so special that day, and I guess that’s how it is when you’re the eldest. A dream come true for your siblings is a dream come true for you. Their pride is your pride. Their tears are your pain. Their happiness is your joy. You share with whatever they’re feeling, because you’re the next parent they actually have. There may be several times that I kinda curse (lol) being the eldest, but this is one of the moments when I couldn’t be thankful enough that I was born first than any of my two younger sisters. The feeling of how they look up to you and being a living example for them is incomparable.
By the way, here are few stolen shots taken by the official photographer. I really don’t have a decent solo photo that night. Lol.