Last weekend was spent on a road trip. The hubby and I were with my parents. First, we traveled to San Jose City in Nueva Ecija on Saturday to visit Ate Laura, our balikbayan relative (my father’s first cousin and my mother’s BFF, to be exact). We stayed there overnight to join their fiesta celebration the next day. From San Jose, we went straight to Meycauayan, Bulacan to attend the christening of my newest godchild, baby Marcus Jacob. Humabol na lang kami sa reception kasi 1PM na kami nakaalis ng San Jose kasama si Ate Laura na makikituloy muna sa apartment ng mga kapatid ko para makapasyal naman dito sa Maynila.
Last weekend, the hubby and I, along with my parents, traveled to my hometown in Nueva Ecija. Daddy and I attended the 1st grand alumni homecoming of our high school. We were quite excited because you know, reunion. Nakakatuwa kasi very active mag-attend yung mga matatanda kesa sa mga bata. Among our batch, we were only 10. The older batches, on the other hand, came mostly in big groups. There were lots of food served and raffle prizes given away. The program was very fun, too, as there were parlor games and production numbers from those active batches. All these and the fact that I got to catch up with some of my high school buddies was worth our trip.
Last weekend was fun. It was the hubby’s office outing on Friday and Saturday so I just stayed at my siblings’ place to be with them until the hubby came back from Club Balai Isabel in Talisay, Batangas. On Sunday, the hubby and I, along with Mame and my aunt Yolly, traveled to my hometown of Peñaranda, Nueva Ecija for the annual fiesta celebration there. Mame has a lot of friends there whom she promised to visit one by one. As we had expected, we got stuffed with food. I know it’s not a good idea because I’m trying really hard to lose weight but in the spirit of the fiesta, keri na. At saka ang sarap kaya kumain pag fiesta, hahaha. It was also good seeing our relatives and Mame’s friends again. I wish we could go to the province every last Sunday of May for the said occasion. We’ll see next year.
Last long weekend was filled with happy memories. The hubby and I went home in Bacoor as early as Friday night. When Saturday afternoon came, my in-laws followed us there. After they had taken some rest, we hit the road to visit the grave of my FIL’s brother at the cemetery, also in Bacoor. On Sunday, we stayed home to bond as a family and in the evening, went to church to hear mass and visited Evia Lifestyle Center (ELC) for dinner and some malling.
We went back to Manila on Monday afternoon. We visited our angel son’s niche and rested a bit. Then the Techos and the Mabalays, along with my aunt and my cousin from Laguna, went to Robinsons Place Manila (RPM) to celebrate my father’s birthday through a simple dinner. He just turned 60, which means he’s now a dual citizen (Filipino and senior), hahaha.
We just got back from the province after attending the burial ceremonies for my deceased aunt. We had a cheerful and safe trip. Our travel time was cut short because my uncle who served as our driver was quite familiar with the roads in Nueva Ecija. It was raining most of the time during our travel and throughout our overnight stay in Muñoz City but it didn’t bother us at all because we brought umbrellas with us.
As expected, it became a mini-reunion for all of us. I was happy to see my seven girl cousins again. I was surprised to find out they’re all married already. And with kids to boot. When it was their turn to ask updates about me, the predominant question was, “when are you getting married?” To which my constant reply was, “next year.” We also took the time and effort to take plenty of pictures using our respective canon slr cameras. I’m happy to have learned thru our group photos that I’m no longer the fattest among us. It only means two things: either I really lost weight or it’s just that their waist continue to expand because they have adjusted very well to married life. Haha.
Two weeks after the passing of my Tita Lolit, we received yet another sad news from a cousin last night. Another sister of my father has died from stroke complications. She had been bed-ridden for months before breathing her last yesterday afternoon at the confines of her house in Muñoz City, Nueva Ecija. We are grieving at the moment because this happened to be a double blow in our clan.
Death is inevitable. You never know when it will strike you or someone you love. Sabi nga nila, una-una lang yan. Death may come fast and leave faster, but the pain and sorrow it brings can last years and for some, even a lifetime. I feel for the family of my Tita Bebe. I can’t imagine losing my parents myself. Though I don’t have too many memories of my aunt, her passing still saddens me.