Last New Year weekend was as bright and loud as it could be for us. It was our first time to celebrate it outside our residence. Where else, but at our condo! Team Techo and Team Mabalay went there for Media Noche and the condo’s balcony served as our stage where we watched the cityscape get illuminated by fireworks. Baby NJ was in for a spectacular show but because she was already in dreamland when the clock struck 12, our poor, half-awake toddler (we sort of woke her up!) only enjoyed it for a few seconds.
Last weekend was memorable and fun. We spent time with family and created lots of happy memories with them. We were truly grateful for everything.
The hubby was back to school again on Saturday for his final stint in grad school. If things will go well, he’ll graduate in October. We’re both crossing our fingers on that.
As much as I prefer to spend my weekends at home just cooking, baking, organizing, sleeping or doing other fun stuff, there are times when I have to go with the flow of activities my husband or his family has in mind. Like last weekend, for instance. My PILs both took a weekend-off and they decided to join us in Bacoor for the weekend. My SIL (one and only sibling of my husband) tagged along, too. It was two straight days of going out and doing things that families commonly do.
On Saturday, we traveled all the way to Antipolo to visit the Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage Shrine. It’s been a tradition for my PILs to go there before a scheduled trip to their province (they’re flying to Bohol on May 12 for their annual month-long vacay). After attending the morning mass, the brunch at McDo and the buying of suman and kasuy, we headed to Bacoor already. Before going to our marital home, we had a late lunch at Shakey’s first. We were too exhausted from our long trip that when we reached home, we all decided to doze off. Haha.
My father and I are close but we’re not as close as I am with my mom. It must be because I’m a girl and my dad and I have different interests. But that fact didn’t stop me from loving my dad the way I love my mom. For me, he’s a great dad and that’s all that matters.
I have lots of fond memories with my dad. I also know a lot about him because I grew up with my grandfather who had lots of stories to tell about his big family. (My dad has 9 siblings, can you believe it?) As I spent more time with my dad after he stopped working in 1999, I learned more about a man whose life has been dedicated mainly in the service of his family. He’s such a family man with a big heart and with the way he provided for our needs before, we can never ask for anything more from him.
Despite of what has happened in the Visayas recently, Filipinos still had a reason to observe Christmas here in the Philippines. In our family, we’ve always celebrated the birth of Jesus Christ simply but meaningfully. We give and receive gifts and we partake of our Noche Buena when the clock strikes 12 (midnight).
As what the hubby and I had agreed upon before, we joined the Christmas celebration of my family in Naic last December 25. For New Year, the celebration will be with his family at our home in Bacoor. I’m glad that we are able to celebrate these joyous occasions with both sides and that this setup works fine for everybody.