to you naughty boy
July 26, 2009
I miss you. I hope you are here with us. I know you know that we love you and that no matter how “naughty” you are, we will never fail to be here for you.
You have always been the hyperactive one. You have always been the most jealous of others for attention. You always misbehave and bring trouble. Yet, you have always been sweet. You have always been thoughtful. You have always been so proud of me. I have always been proud of you.
You always have a special request on your birthday. When you left, it saddens me that I can no longer buy your Hot Wheels for you. Or your wallet. Or your shoes. Now, you want high-tech gadgets, electric guitars, and motorcycle and motorcycle covers. You look like a man already. You always talk about girls and bands. Yet, you still want my attention.
No matter what happens, you will always be a child in my eyes. Happy 15th birthday, Billy!
Billy Boy when he was 12. He liked the girl before him on the line to the ice skating rink.
He talked to her and asked that they have their pictures taken. Amazing!
(not) like college
Last Thursday felt like college again. Then again, it felt so “different.”
It felt like college for different reasons. We met in Katipunan, near our alma mater, where we have formed many memories together. It felt like not much have changed. Even our looks look the same to all of us, and the behaviors are still the same. There still are the teasing and the arguments and the “insults” to each other. haha. We still laugh at the same old jokes, or at the same person.
Deeper into the night, the conversations turned serious, not politics serious, but life serious. One already established a life abroad. A number of us already have a steady career path, whereas others are still pursuing a chosen profession. Some were already married. Some want to marry soon. Some already have children.
Two of my closest girl friends were not able to come, but marriage and baby announcements were made. I am so happy for both of them. The one pregnant was married last year, and I am so excited for her and his hubby that they are now expecting their firstborn. The one getting married is going to have the wedding bells in New York and live there. I am also very happy for her, but I will surely miss her.
If I have regrets, it is that I seldom see them because of various reasons. I know that things aren’t really like before. And last Thursday, I came face-to-face again with reality that time moves so fast. That much has changed. That we were no longer children. And that our future is already here. Or, for me, already coming.





