Until now I’m still in awe…God is so good to me. He answered all my prayers. It wasn’t an easy decision moving to Tokyo. I was already in my comfort zone where there are friends, parties even if there is no occasion, dinner even if we just share hard-boiled eggs and dried fish, and friendship. The hardest part of this was going to a place where my friends aren’t around. A totally strange and unfamiliar Tokyo, a concrete jungle where I do not even know how I could survive there – ALONE! Read More
Hahaha! I guess I have the worst blogsite in the world!
Okay let’s begin. This next article was about my trip to Nara last March 2017. Just before I move to Tokyo, I wanted to visit the nearest tourist spots in Tokushima. And that makes my blogsite the worst. I release outdated stories. Hahaha! I just laugh it out. I don’t have so much audience anyway except for some friends who would care to click the link when I share this on Facebook. So I’m sorry to myself and to the one reading this. Read More
Who would have thought that one day in her life she will be able to travel outside the country? I knew she dreamt of going abroad. I remember a story she told me maybe when I was in high school. She said tatay and her had I fight when we were still small. Being a housewife ever since she got married, there was one day when she had nothing to do, she thought of filling out a bio-data just for fun. When tatay got home from work, he saw the bio-data that nanay filled out. Position applied for: domestic helper Country: Hong Kong Tatay was furious he confronted nanay in a loud voice, “Nag-aapply ka pala mag-abroad hindi ka nagsasabi sa akin? !” Nanay was startled, she replied, “Anong abroad?”. Then tatay showed her the bio-data that he found. Nanay laughed. “A, wala yan. Sinulatan ko lang yan.” She finished her story from there. But my imagination continued on to what might have happened after that. I am literally laughing secretly as of this writing. Nanay was just a simple girl born in the rural province of Quezon right in the heart of boondocks at Padre Burgos. She got married after high school and since then, she dedicated her life to us. The only travel escapades she had that I could remember were during our school field trips, when tatay could take us along with him to some of his provincial destinations on his truck, when she goes home to her and tatay’s hometown (tatay is from Guimaras), and when she and some of her mom friends went to Baguio with their respective ‘bunso’ (last among sons and/or daughters). She may have been to some places but those times still required her to be a mother. She needed to look after us while enjoying the trip with how much remaining time left for her, maybe just a glimpse of nature while we were asleep. I came to Japan not only for my self but also to work on achieving my dreams for my family. I dreamt of this. That one day I could bring them to a place like this. If only tatay is still alive, it will be a complete happiness. But now that we are grown-ups, she can now enjoy everything in a travel. She does not have to attend to us. She can take all her time and savor each moment without distractions. After one year of waiting, preparation (of documents), and fighting eagerness, finally she will be having the time of her life. Finally today has come! Nanay is coming to Japan!
When you know you are about to leave the place that had adopted you for quite some time, you would do everything you could to make the most of the remaining days and time you have in that place.
Last November 19th I have finally participated in a pilgrimage that I have long dreamed about – the famous Shikoku Henro (四国遍路）where you will visit the 88 sacred places or temples of the Shikoku Island. I had been closely watching the weather since the previous week of the pilgrimage. It was a little frustrating to see the forecast telling me that it will be good weather on the forthcoming week except November 19th! I had been checking for weather updates two days before the scheduled pilgrimage but it did not change: still rain on November 19th. My friend told me that the organizers called her informing us that if it rained, the event will push through without the henro (pilgrimage). We will just spend the day with sight-seeing tour activity. Yes, it’s good that we will push through, but I’m not happy without the henro! As I went to sleep the previous night, I was begging and praying to God to give the day to us! I badly need it and want it! Read More
Letting Go…Again (December 18, 2011)
Co-trainees, we’re exactly down to our last month together. As I look back to the last 8 months of our lives together, tears fall down my eyes. We were like babies inside a mother’s womb, nourished and taken cared of. For after 9 months, we will be on our own. Read More
Before taking off to the next chapter of my life in Japan, I made it sure to enjoy my last favorite season in Tokushima – the town where I first learned to live a life alone away from home. Summer is my favorite season no matter how hot it gets, I just love it. Summer breeze and sea shores make up a perfect summer for me. ‘Plus alpha’ as how the Japanese would always express it, the sound of semi (cicada) all-day and the smell of fresh morning dew..hmmmm… feels sooo goood! Read More
June 25, I was waiting to get the chance to get out of work on-time at 4 pm. Unlucky me. Just because some other personnel was taking their time before they get on the floor, I got out a little past 4:30 pm. I still have errands to run for though I have enough time before I leave for Nagoya at 11:44 pm. The thing is, a colleague invited me out for a dinner for it will be our last time to work together on the same floor. I was assigned to another section of our facility starting July and we won’t see each other every day anymore. Just making the most of our time together.
The Comfort Zone
Tokushima City has been my comfort zone. It is a country side located at the Shikoku region and I am located at the capital city of the prefecture. Not too far from work, hospital, clinic, supermarkets, and business establishments, I could say it is just the right place for me. On top of that, the folks are so kind, warm and friendly! I feel like I already belong here. Feels like home. Read More
No not my wedding (and it’s way way too far from realization, I don’t even know if it’s ever gonna happen). A friend invited me to her dream wedding at Kyoto. Our friend Rita is from Peru while her groom, Rafael also our friend is from Mexico. I did not expect to be part of the selected guests whom they wanted to share this very precious moment of theirs. Guests from Tokushima gathered at 7 am in front of Hotel Clement. We took a reserved bus bound for the church at Kyoto. The wedding was held at the St. Viator Kitashirakawa Catholic Church.