It was the little things.

Last Sunday night, my friends—the Gals—and I went on our weekly video call. We usually reserved the hot seat to the gal who entered the call last (this week it was Iya again), but Mau’s question was way too good to not direct it to the entire group.


“What are the top five things you’ll miss the most (about today)?”

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Birthday in a Pandemic

July 15, Wednesday.

Uy, wake up na,” my brother Ton calls from below the bunk bed.

“Is there food?“ I ask.

“Yes pancakes,” he says. “Courtesy of Lui.”

My mom also wakes me up moments later. “Is there coffee?” I ask her.

“Yes,” she says. “The Dream Coffee.”

On that note, I sprung up from my bed. I arrived at my mom’s place just the day before, and had planned to spend my birthday week there.

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On Endings

July 22, 4:45 PM.

I was caught in the middle of a blackout from the rain; attending to something at work when suddenly, one particular thought floated above sea level. I stopped what I was doing to accommodate it, but it hit me like dawn after a long night:

Today is my last official day at work.

I surprised myself. When I expected to feel the usual grief that came with goodbyes, what came was a dose of fresh excitement. I found myself smiling and thinking, “Now that was a good run.”

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