Friday, September 09, 2011

For Sharkteeth

Due to the undying clamor of my readers (riiiigggghhht!), I'm back!!!

Simply put, I survived the Great Move Down South. But before anything else, I'd like to thank my indefatigable and very supportive daughter, Sharkteeth. (Her shark-like pointy milk teeth, by the way, are slowly but surely falling out and pretty soon, I would have to use another term of endearment for her. Suggestions, anyone?) I got to hand it to her---she was really very mature and "adult" about it. It was a particularly stressful time for me...with TheHusband already down south and I was left alone, well, with Sharkteeth, to pack everything, I'm ashamed to say that I was full of resentment. For starters, I didn't want to leave our home. See, I tend to stay in one place. I'm not the adventurous sort. And for me to pack our things and leave our home is a big thing, something akin to a great illness. It left me so stressed I got severe acne breakouts and patience that ran so thin. And here's where Sharkteeth came in. She helped me pack. She soothed my frayed nerves. She put up with my bad temper, and boy, was it really bad. She never complained. And I forgot that she, too, must be stressed. That she, too, will miss her friends. That she, too, will miss her lolos and lolas. That she, too, will miss our home, where she grew up. I forgot all these, yet, unlike me, she didn't throw a tantrum. So, to you, Sharkteeth, thank you so much! You don't know much it meant to me.

I have so many stories to tell, but they would have to be on a different post. Let this be for my lovely daughter. And for some parting words, home is where the heart is. Trite but true.

Oh, sige na nga, I'd like to add something: UST's in the final four! There's still hope, I tell you. Ang bola ay bilog!


  1. Your daughter sure knows how to keep you de-stressed...

  2. She wouldn't be that way if you hadn't brought her up to be so. Give yourself a pat on the back.

    Can't wait for you to blog more regularly.


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