These have been the longest days of my life.
I can’t imagine that it’s possible that your life can change in a snap… my Ama’s gone. I used to see him when I was in Bulacan. I see him at home, with dozen of kids following him around, or driving around the San Jose – Tungko route. But now, I will never hear his nagging voice, no more special occasion greetings, no more petty fights, and no one to give those awkward hugs and kisses.Continue reading