The person with whom I share my bed is a bibliobibuli. For emphasis, I repeat: bibliobibuli. The word sounds gross, and seems like a crawly insect...
My husband, first son and I were to dine in a pricey place, courtesy of second son and daughter-in-law who reside abroad. It was a Father’s...
Over coffee and croissants, my balikbayan friend shared with me her recent problem with her adult son. His 15-year marriage was on the rocks, and he...
Knowing I teach Advertising/Marketing, a friend emailed me a link to images of vintage cigarette ads. I did a few ads for a cigarette company in...
The above photo had me in stitches one early morning. Ate Vi rushed to see what was wrong. She was sure I had snapped, not having...
Injustice thrives on earth. Justice does not and will not come while we are clothed in mortal bodies. Life is not fair. And so is grace....
During one of our coffee chats, my friend Rose asked me, “What are your similarities with Tony?” Difficult question. If it were asked in a job...
To tattoo or not to tattoo? This was a question Sophia (not her real name), who had always wanted one, asked herself. A Christian, she had...
Gaunt, toothless, with a full head of white hair, and wearing a loose mid-calf house dress, she is a familiar figure in the neighborhood. Early in...
In the early morning of our occasional family get-away, while waiting for the boys to wake up for breakfast, Tony and I walked to the lake...
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