Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 03, 2013

Metro Manila - The Metropolis I Hate And Love All At The Same Time

I spent 6 nights in Manila from June 17 to 22, 2013 to attend a Trainors' Training for the Zuellig Family Foundation's Health Leadership and Governance Program.  I was taking the 3:55 PM PAL flight from Bacolod, only it was 20 minutes delayed, so that we departed at 4:30 PM instead.  There was some delay in landing and we finally got out of the NAIA terminal 2 just a few minutes before 6 PM.  We walked to the taxi stand at the other end of the terminal but there were no taxis as it was raining, not heavily but not stopping either.  We finally got one at about 6:40 PM, and the driver asked if we can take the skyway, as traffic was terrible in EDSA and Magallanes.  To end a long story...we got to our destination in Makati Avenue which is a short distance of approximately 10-12 kms from the airport more than 3 hours later!   I think I kept yawning not so much from low sugar (hunger) but from lack of oxygen (CO2 saturated enclosed space).

Friday, September 07, 2012

The Lederhosen Bring Back Memories

Just recently I was doing some research on costumes and I saw a picture of a man wearing Lederhosen. This triggered fond memories of my childhood.   Three, in fact.  The first one is that of my grandmother and  her favorite childhood story. She had this illustrated book titled "Heidi", a novel written by Swiss author Johanna Spyri about a young orphan girl left in the care of her grandfather. My Lola Rizing loved this book and told it to me over and over again. When I learned how to read, I memorized this story by heart and even today, I still feel so close to Heidi, Peter, Clara, and of course, Grandfather.  One of my most fervent childhood wish was to live in a loft near the Alps, and I also badgered my grand-aunt who was a dressmaker, to make me a garment just like Heidi's which I later learned was called a dirndl. I will always remember Grandfather and Peter wearing breeches, which I now know as Lederhosen.  

Sunday, January 09, 2011

The Last 10 Years....

I thought I would blog about the last 10 years (2000-2010) when Y2K started and then, I realized my impending age-related short term memory loss has already began.  Somehow, I have to rack my brain to remember what the last 10 years of my life has been all about...

Okay, before I do that let's me just state that Y2K brought about a lot of changes in my life...some good, some not so good, and yes, some great ones too...but what exactly in particular???  I guess, it's this over all good feeling I get when I think about the last 10 years that makes me say so.

Does everyone remember the "panic" the year 2000 brought about?  It was mainly about computer glitches but people brought it to an apocalyptic level.  I remember thinking it's just another day folks!  Well, I think I did prepare some candles, just in case ;-)  Anyway, of course nothing major happened and the world survived for the next 10 years.  On a personal level, I had more or less gotten over my first mid-life work crisis and have decided on some paradigm shifts at work. There were new changes at work and thankfully, I was able to weather whatever storms these changes brought. Family life was doing great and I was regaining back balance in my life. 

The last 10 years brought a lot of firsts for me both at work and personal life. Among these are a case filed against me in the Ombudsman, my first teaching job at a local College of Medicine and eventually heading the Bioethics Section, finally finishing a 3- year modular Health Leadership and Management Fellowship, attending the Silver Jubilee of my med school,and reconnecting with old friends, finally achieving the dream of building a new hospital, getting involved as trainor, facilitator or resource person with  programs on a national level to develop health leaders, accidentally discovering Facebook in September 2007 and surprisingly finding family I never knew existed, the recognition and affirmation that the hospital staff is doing a good job, the healing of relationships which I have daily prayed for and lo and behold! before the year ended, God has made a way for this to gradually happen. Then there are the little things that we take for granted each day, the love of family and friends, the work we have that makes us productive and gainfully employed, the people around us who support us and make life a bit easier...All these and more, have made the last 10 years truly memorable.
And last but not the least, our little angel, Ella...the baby whom God lovingly gave the gift of life...who inspite all odds, survived. That Christmas of 2008 was nothing out of the ordinary.  It just came into my head that maybe if my mother allows it, I would bring this little baby home for a Share-a-Home Christmas...well, to make a long story family fell in love with her and she stayed. The joy of Ella completes this truly blessed decade for me. What else is there to say but....Thank you, Lord!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Feel Good Times

These days life gets much harder and there is really not much to smile about. Maybe because I feel that there are just so many things beyond my control and the purity of my intentions is often misinterpreted and seen as intrusion. Then in a sort of roundabout way, a friend's friend said something that triggered a memory and all of a sudden I feel, hey! it's not that bad (^^)

I remember the feel good times of my life and I was surprised that I have forgotten many of the fun christmas vacations in Manila spent with my maternal grandparents...the feeling of awe and wonder on opening my presents...the carnivals and Holiday on Ice at the Araneta Coliseum...the pleasure I felt when eating ice cream at Dairy Cream...the excursions at Balulan Beach and the effort I put in to get a tan and the allergies that resulted afterwards(although how that could be classified as feeling good escapes me at the moment...but yes, remembering those times make me smile)...the stories my Dad would tell us about St. George and the Dragon, and Pino and Pina...the war games and the tea parties I played with my brothers...and many, many more...

All these memories, I have kept in my mind...and now bringing them back to my consciousness has given me something to smile about...those moments may be gone but the good feelings remain...all I have to do when I'm down is to remember...

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