Meet MY Siblings

Siblings - Children of the same parents,

each of whom is perfectly normal

until they get together.. 💜

 I am very fortunate to have such a loving family. My mom and dad have been married for more than 30 years now. They did have a lot of challenges along the way, but they still managed to stay married. I have 2 sisters and 2 brothers. We don't always get along, too. We argue a lot, and oh boy! You don't want to know how we used to fight. But if there are people who I am confident that will always have my back, that will definitely be them. "Mess with my brother/sister, prepare to mess with us all!" Don't get us wrong, we're no war freaks!

So anyway, this blog post is merely to share with you guys how happy I am to have a lot of siblings. ("A lot" because in our country, 1-2 is ideal, 3 is many, and 4 and more kids are already a lot.)

My eldest sister, who will be one of my Maid Of Honor (I'm more honored that she agreed, yey!), is my lifelong best-est friend! She knows every bit of me. She knows my good and bad side. She may not be an epitome of a perfect person, but to me, she is a perfect sister. She is someone I know I can always run to. Thank you for enduring all my crazy tantrums!

My eldest brother, who will be one of our secondary sponsors, is the mysterious one in the pack. Most, if not all, thinks that he is a shy and quiet guy who does not mingle, but you'll be surprised how silly he can get. He is the one we all look up to. He is a successful supervisor in a prestigious company. And he'll prolly be the richest among us all. The "rich-kid" is what we fondly call him. But with all this success, he has never turned his back on us. He and his generous kind heart. Thank you for always saying "yes" to all our request, regardless if its a need or a want.

Middle child syndrome. I honestly do not know what it is, but they always tease me for this. probably because of my crazy tantrums or horrible mood swings, haha! Anyway, I am the one who always take the initiative to do things. Bossy? A little. haha! They say I look like my dad but my attitude is from my mom. Mom, help! I am the most thoughtful and most sentimental. (Self proclaimed)

My younger brother, one of the groomsmen, is the clown in the family. He is very good at entertaining people. His PR skills are highly commendable! But he's more than just a charming face, he is also a hopeless romantic guy who still excels at school. I was only 7 years old when he was born. I helped a lot in raising this kid. I am the first person he calls, if he needs help on something, especially if it involves talking to mom. I hate to admit it, but I am glad he trusts me on stuffs like this.

My younger sister, also my Maid Of Honor, is the as expected the family's baby! She will always be a baby in our eyes no matter how old she will become. I am very protective of her. I also helped a lot in raising her. She was a menopausal baby so some people tease our eldest sister that she is her daughter. Not true of course. But I wouldn't mind having her as my own. I love her so much that if given the chance to control things, I wouldn't want to have any future daughters. She has now grown a lot, physically, mentally, and emotionally. She is responsible, smart, sweet, confident, and obedient. I see myself in her. All her good and (unfortunately) bad attitude -- blame it all on me!

Last August 30, we celebrated mom's birthday (plus my eldest sister and brother's birthday). We all went home. We were complete. Most of the time, we are only complete during Christmas. The night before (August 29) we went to a bar, Quattro, and it was awkward at first to be drinking alcoholic drinks with your parents. But our parents are really cool! And it was great! We had a really great time. So the following day, we went to Ciudad Elmina, one of the famous seafood restaurant in our city. We ate our lunch there and explored the area with a lot of pictures to keep and loads and loads of fun memories to share. 

I smile because they are my siblings.

I laugh because there is nothing they can do about it!

A Week Of Farewell

July 27, 2015
Waldz told me the bad news. He said that his uncle (his dad's brother) is rushed to the hospital. Initially due to a severe headache but just a few hours after he arrived in the hospital  he is already in a comatose state caused by congenital aneurysm. I can see with Waldz reaction that he was devastated. I did my best to comfort him. I began to ask questions and prolly he was still in denial stage because he was unable to answer back. I brave myself in reading all the messages they sent in their group chat. Some of his cousins were able to narrate exactly what happened. Some even shared the photos they took on his birthday which was only a few weeks ago. But mostly asked for prayers for the recovery of Tito Cesar. I was crying the whole time I was reading the chat thread and even more when I relayed these details to Waldz.

July 29, 2015
Waldz, Pando (Waldz' youngest brother) and I, went to Binangonan Lakeview Hospital to visit their Uncle. He is still in the ICU (Intensive Care Unit), and is still in coma. Everyone is obviously trying to hold back their tears in their puffy eyes. Supposedly, it was the day for them to decide if they are are going to continue with the life support or not. It is going to be a very hard decision. The doctors have already told them their options. The family decided to give it another day to decide. We only stayed for a few hours since it was a work week.

July 30, 2015
Tito Cesar left us. The family decided to remove the life support since there was only 5% chance according to the doctors. A few minutes after, his heartbeat is in flat line.

August 1, 2015
We went to Morong Rizal. We arrived at half past 8 in the evening. Looking at Tito Cesar's body inside the coffin, his face looks at peace. I whispered a little prayer. I am glad I met him even before he left us. But it still makes me sad knowing he already left us. I volunteered to be the one to stay up all night since I am used to this nocturnal shift. Besides, looking at their puffy eyes I can see that they haven't slept properly for a week now. Ate Joy (Walds' cousin) also tried to stay up with us and she was making us laugh the whole time. Her jokes are really funny. I was the last person to stay awake. I think I slept at 8am only because Waldz' dad forced me rest. Then we went home Sunday afternoon.

August 5, 2015
The last time we will ever see Tito Cesar.

Don't worry, I already told my grandpa, Tatay Pedro that you're on your way to heaven. He will meet you there Tito Cesar, along with my other grandpa, Tatang Joseph, with Myele and Blake. No goodbyes. Just see you again. May your soul rest in peace.




*** There are some people who believe that it is inappropriate to be laughing or smiling during the wake. I respect that. But we all have different beliefs and I hope you can keep an open mind about our behaviour. Please excuse us if you think it's immoral.

SunDate with Mom, Dher, and JM

Time flies. Cliche? Yes. But it is true.

I remember how we used to spend Sundays together as a family hearing mass and dining out after, then doing some shopping or grocery. Truly sarap-ng-weekend moment!

Sadly, this seldom happens nowadays. Most of us are already working in Manila, my brother studying in Baguio, and mom and JM (youngest sister) are left in our provincial house.

We try our best to go home as frequent as possible. Although sometimes our work schedules makes it hard for us to do so.

So when we go home, we make sure that we make the most out of our short vacation.



Mom, Dher and JM went to hear mass while I was trying my best to catch up with them. We ate out after at a nearby fast food chain, Chowking. Mom got me my favourite chicken. Afterwards, we went to the mall, CSI The City Mall. We were supposed to go to Robinsons Calasiao but we didn't want the schedule of the movie we wanted to watch. That's why we went to the other mall instead.

We watched Paper Towns. I had no idea what it was. The movie seems okay. Not extra ordinary but just okay, I think. The only part of the movie that I will never forget will be ----SPOILER ALERT!!! --- when the characters sing the Pokemon theme song. It's funny and glorious and nostalgic and everything that it should be, and it's a real shame if a 90's kid is unable to sing along.

Anyway, it was a weekend well spent with my family. I miss spending weekends like these!

I Miss You, Aira!

“All journeys have secret destinations of which

the traveler is unaware.”

— Martin Buber

We went to the airport to send Aira off last Friday morning. I was about to cry after I hugged her so tight and kissed her on her cheek. But to avoid the family drama, I didn't. But the whole 9 hours at work, I was thinking of her. And I just wanted to share a few things about Aira.


She is more than just a cousin, she's one my first best friend.

We’ve been through all the same family highs and lows. It’s made our bond completely unbreakable. We grew up together, so she knows exactly how weird I am and still loves me.

She had the best toys.

Being the eldest grandchild (her mother side) gave her an advantage to have the best toys. She had several Barbie dolls with different hair colors, a Barbie cabinet with loads and loads of Barbie clothes, and whole lot more. Name it, she has it!

Her birthday is a week-long sleepover.

Almost every first week of April of my childhood days were spent with her. Riding her bike, selling halo halo, and going to perya would make my summer vacay complete.

My movie buddy!

It is so hard to find a buddy who can tolerate my bad taste in movies. She doesn't mind watching a tagalog tear-jerking flick with me. Even if it means that I will be a blubbering mess when I go out of the movie house.

She is just one text away.

She is there to comfort me and reply to every lame text message I sent her everytime I get my heart broken or everytime I feel homesick. I don’t have to explain my weird mood swings because she already FULLY understand.

Nurse by profession and by heart.

She cares for her patients. And she's very passionate with her work. There are times when she rants how tired she is but never did I hear her gave up. She's ambitious and knows how to achieve it.

Epitome of a Perfect Daughter.

Above everything else, her priority is her family. Being the eldest child, she had been a great role model to her siblings. She is even quoted as "favorite ate!"

It is true that as you get older, you realize your cousin is your oldest and most loving friend you’ll ever have. I miss you already. But I know you will be successful in every path you choose to take. Virtual hug for one of my favorite cousin! Love you, Couz!

a beginner's blog

I honestly don't know how to start making my blogs. Eversince I've read Ate Rica's blog, I must say that I've been thrilled to make my own site, too. And here I am, trying hard to begin my first blog (ever!). Please bear with me I'm a newbie.

My goal is to bring the joy of reading blogs; especially those that imbue your mind with thoughts and ideas, which I truly hope you will find read worthy. I have so many ideas in mind that I want to blog about but I want my first enrty to be something extra special. So I've decided to make this entry about myself. Yes! I see myself/my life as something special worth writing about.

I know it's really not advisable to be writing personal information online so I wont be disclosing private details for safety purposes. Anyway, people actually call me my, mymy, myles, so be my guest and pick your best nickname for me. I'm already hmmm......at the right age! haha! But what I'll be more than willing and happy to tell you all is when I'll be turning another year older, 8th of November. So better mark your calendars because I truly appreciate small gestures of thoughTfulness. But hey! big gestures also wont hurt. FYI, I'm a hopeless-romantic-type-of-girl and a sucker for sweets. (Just so you'll have an idea what to get me on my birthday! haha! )


I am the 3rd child in our family. I'm lucky to have an older sister and brother, and a younger brother and sister. We're just any other typical family who lives a simple life, who also experiences hardships and trials which makes us all even stronger.

And soon I will be blogging about a little sort-of-family-secret that I am proud to tell everyone.

 

“When everything goes to hell, the people who stand by you without flinching -- they are your family. ”
― Jim Butcher

Like all the best families, we have our share of eccentricities, of impetuous and wayward youngsters and of family disagreements.
Elizabeth II

A happy family is but an earlier heaven.

-George Bernard Shaw

Anyway, one thing that I also want to share is how much I am truly madly and deeply inlove with the love of my life, Walds. We've been together for 5 years, 6 months, and 26 days to be exact. I'm pretty sure that my friends, family, relatives and cousins can attest to this love-hate relationship that we have. I contribute more of the immature side of the relationship. But despite all my flaws and shortcomings, he is still here by my side. Oh! And trust me, its NOT easy being around me whenever I make temper tantrums. But we know better now, we often learn more about each other during the bad times, and each rough spot is an opportunity to work through to another stepping stone.

"Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now" by MYMP (our theme song)

This was my 5th year surprise video for him

    

I'm about to end this blog because I don't know what else to say (for now). But rest assured that you will be hearing more from me here. I hope you somehow enjoyed reading my very first blog. J