Christmas will be a little different for the family this year. There will be no Christmas tree, as per wishes of my Mom.
"Wala naman si Daddy, eh," was my Mom's curt reply to queries of my bro on why we still haven't put up a tree this time of the year.
It was pointless, of course, to convince her otherwise. This will be the first year we won't have Dad around. The first New Year without him. October 30 was the first birthday he wasn't with us. And the first Undas that an immediate family member is under the ground.
So many firsts, it almost feels like we're starting over again.
Starting over. How difficult is that. Had my fair share. Mom's undergoing one right now. Not very sure how she's coping but hopefully the reunion with her siblings on Christmas that I'm planning will somehow take away her attention from her grief. Not to say, she doesn't have to. Only, not during the holidays.
"In spirit, he will always be with you," a tita emails me from California.
About Me
- Phoenix Rising
- I was reborn on my 24th birthday. A Libran, they say, I have the innate ability to balance things. So I am a little of both, if you know what I mean. Words are my currency. But I am, still, fascinated by silence. ABOUT MY BLOG. Just as there are mission and vision statements for newspapers, here's what it is for my blog: This is largely personal, for my friends and their friends' consumption. Nothing in this blog should be taken to mean as the position of the media outfit I'm working for. As its name suggests, expect some melancholy as you can expect some opinions. Expect fire as you can expect fear. Questions as there are answers.
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