OMG.

Lola na ko.

And I'm not saying that because I'm whining about my age. I am stating a fact. Lola na talaga ako.

Let me try and explain....in my freshman year in High School, I discovered that one of my classmates, Tricia, (who also happened to be one of the first few friends I made that time) whom people have been saying look like me turned out to be a relative. Her dad is my dad's pamangkin which makes her my 2nd degree pamangkin. She has an older brother, Jojo (also older than I am). Therefore, when we got to college and all three of us were in the same university, I had a batchmate-friend who would sometimes call me Tita, and another older and upper batch guy who enjoyed calling me Tita (because of the age difference).

A year or two ago, Jojo got married (or sometime thereabouts...with so many weddings happening, I can no longer keep track!). This afternoon, I found out that his wife gave birth a few weeks back.

That makes me the little girl, Danielle's Lola.

'Susmaryosep. I think I'm just about ready to faint.


PS
Jojo sent me a photo and my little apo is soo cute! Congratulations!

hello again.

I'm back in the US.
after several attempts to write something optimistic, I'm settling for a "hello".

lets see what the next few months have in store for me.

wrapped up and warped up

Yes. I have made the transition from constant blogger to lazy blogger. Apologies intermittent readers, my entries have become too well spaced in between. I guess in an attempt to make time fly by faster, I spent most of my free time willing it all to be over and done with.

BUT. Phase One is over, now on to Phase Two. And possibly a Phase Three in the horizon. It will all depend on how the wheels turn. In the meantime I will continue with attempts to keep the ties to home still tied up as tight as I possibly can, in between these crazy turn of events.

The question has become not "when" but "how". How on earth can lives be lived two weeks at a time?