i still can't figure out how i can post pics on my entries.. haay.. i have lots to post pa namn.. ive been to nueva ecija last week.. i enjoyed sightseeing old school rice drying.. and carabaos too.. to the delight of my kids... and  was able to taste a bibingka there yum.. how can i post those yummy pics haay..

Last week we went to Nueva Ecija to visit our grandfather in the hospital.. somehow it seems that his days are counted kse they are all bugging us to visit him.. and his anaks from Canada are planning to go home din (7 plus their wife/husband/live in partners/ kids) . He was in ICU for some days.. and all his vital organs except his kidneys failed na.. he was attended by more or less 6 doctors pa.. hopeless case na nga..  wednesday we were able to talk to him while he's in ICU (an lakas pa nakausap pa) he was going to give nga dinamita for me.. anlupit..

on the way back here, i was thinking if i had  good memory of him.. he was a typical pyudal lolo kase.. busit pa.. i remember when i was in high school, kahit sobrang late na ako, may maiisip pa rin siyang ipahanap sa akin.. hehe.. and he implemented that every night we have to pray the rosary.. i am soooo tamad doing this.. to skip from this i usually pretend that im asleep.. dead to the world.. i would hear him saying na i was using drugs na kase im sleepy palagi.. haay.. but i can remember some incidents naman na he was good to me..  mahilig siya mag jogging.. i on the other hand loves the calmness that dawn gives.. so i always asked him to wake me up sa madaling araw so i can join him.. which he willingly does everytime.. siguro i would miss him for that..

i recieved a forwarded text  from a friend saying.. "consider yourself a caterpillar.. the ones who love are the nourishing leaves, the ones who huet you are the cocoon.. remember that you wont be a butterfly without nourishment and you won't develop wings without the cocoon. There are no heroes and villains in life.. just people with different roles to teach you one great lesson..."



for that.. i had learned from him the value of being physically fit (although i was not able to live with it) i mean if not for him.. siguro kahit once a week wala akong drive to lose some pounds......and with his persistence on praying the rosary every night i had learned that somethings you  hate.. how much effort you put in escaping and avoiding it.. darating din ung time na you have to face it.. it's a matter of acceptance.... to make life easier.. things like death...

yes.. he's dead now.. last saturday..

he thought me how to accept things that are inevitable and yet this... i dont know.. i kinda accept it na.. pero pag nakita ko siya.. im sure gonna cry.. ..

8pm the other day....

DAd: sino mang kiss sa akin may premyo..

Mahat: ( kiss agad)..

Dad: may premyong BICYCLE .. ( with an assumption that mahat does not know what bicycle means)

Mahat: (laughs out loud) ahahahaha.. bicycle.. AYOS!! wahahaha ..

DAd: LOL.. what's the meaning of bicycle?

Mahat: bicycle.. bbbbb bicycle.. BIKE!

Dad: (huli!)

Mahat: o tara na bili na tau bike.. AYOS!

welcome cajun to live journal..

nice..

cant wait to post some gory details of being a cajun