The saying goes that "if you are not changing, you are dying." I take it that this must means that a person must continue to strive for change--whether it is a physical change for the better, a philosophical perspective kind of change, a spiritual change--whatever it may be--it's change, right? There are those of … Continue reading Cruelty
Sunset on New Year’s Eve In life, there’s a tendency to always long for something. Many of us can’t decipher what that may be. Sometimes we long for a life free of sadness and despair. Some of us long for wealth through some kind of luck bestowed upon us. There are those of us … Continue reading Sunset on New Year’s Eve
Full confession here: I didn't want to leave the comfort of my family holiday traditions. The tradition composes of Christmas and New Year's to be celebrated quietly at home. The kids and I would spend our days lazily on the couch enjoying a marathon of Harry Potter movies, as well as, the Lord of the … Continue reading Family is Beauty. Beauty is Ohana
This one is dedicated to my BFF who told me to do exactly what I want to do. So, I gave birth to this short essay. December 24, 2017: Christmas Eve Morning The last time I spent Christmas in Hawaii, I was 12 years old. My family and I lived in Kailua with my aunt … Continue reading Sunrise on a Christmas Eve
She sat at her favorite spot in the library. She had the desk all to herself, although four people can actually fit on the rectangular table. Everyone who spends a great deal of time at the library knows that once a person occupies the entire table, it was off limits to everyone else. If a … Continue reading Penelope
A Letter On The Eve Of The 44th year My Dearest, I know that you would love to spend the day in bed wallowing in the simple truth that your 44th year is the last year of your early 40s. You are wondering how time is such an asshole for being a realistic and practical … Continue reading A Letter On The Eve Of The 44th year
I believe I have been reborn twice in my life. I was first born in Cavite, City Philippines in the 70s. I was reborn in Oakland, California in the 80s, and again in Fairbanks, Alaska in the 90s. Monique Truong wrote about her being reborn from a child born in Vietnam, to her childhood in … Continue reading Reborn.
On May 16th, I celebrated 21 years of marriage. While many may think that 21 years is a long time, in my opinion--it is not--when compared to those who've been married for over 50 years. Those couples deserve a lifetime achievement award along with a never ending supply of chocolate cake and the most delectable … Continue reading On Celebration of a Marriage
Note: This essay was written in 2010 and centers on an event that brings forth different personas from who I am as a person. The Mother: October 28th, 2002—two days before the 29th birthday and 36 weeks 4 more to go to preserve the body growing within my own. Was it enough to make sure … Continue reading The Accidental Personas
I remember the first time I saw snow. It was in Aschaffenburg, Germany and it was December. Snow was a rare unfamiliar thing. Its white speck of nothing comes down and becomes a white speck of everything; covering the ground and all those who stood outside to watch as quiet whiteness gently lands on … Continue reading What One Remembers in Her 30s.
The Echo Muse 