Forgive me for being nostalgic nowadays. Though I love my mag-ama to the moon and back, I won't be plastic and not admit that I miss my single life. Back during the days that I was so selfish and carefree that all I cared about was myself. Please do not get me wrong. I do not regret my life now. No. I would never feel that way. I am forever grateful and contented with how I am today.
But like what they say, a woman must have a youth she's content to leave behind and must have a past juicy enough that she's looking forward in retelling it in her old age.
So please excuse these series of narcissistic blog entries because I am doing this for myself and for my future children and grandchildren. Photos that brings back happy (and not so happy) memories, in no particular order:
I once had a body like that and I am forever trying my best to return to that form after childbirth. Photo taken during my first ever Ilocos trip. This was at a beach in Fort Ilocandia.
While waiting from my ride home, after one gimik night when I had a little too much to drink. In my youth, I was able to enjoy (and rock) the nightlife with good friends.
My first most selfless birthday party ever. Celebrated it with the less fortunate kids in one of the villages in Tondo. This paved way to my yearly parties, particularly for children.
I hate outdoors and I specifically do not like fishing. However, Alvin made me go to this fishing trip in Cavite and I was the only one who got to catch something! Here's what I caught, whatever kind of fish that is!
I am thankful that I had my pet dog Havi first before I had Anika. I learned how to be a responsible "parent" while taking care of Havi.
In one of my trips to Subic with Alvin. And no, we weren't going out exclusively with each other that time yet (2008) =p
Holding my Employee of the Year 2007 award in my fairy costume. This was one of the happiest days of my life.
The only photo of us four all together as grown ups. We may not see each other every but we are brothers and sisters and no matter what happens, it stays that way
from left to right: Faye (the closest thing I have to a sister), Toots, Me and Noel, our youngest
My favorite self portrait.
One of the best vacations I have ever had. No regrets even if I learned about life (& love) the hard way.
My favorite shot taken by my friend Boyet. Tagaytay Highlands was their favorite place to take me to whenever I had my heart broken (never mind how OFTEN it was! lol!)
My mom's Ph.D graduation rites. I was so proud of her.
Lesson learned: Never have your hair cutoff because you are depressed no matter how good you will look afterwards. You.Will. Regret. It.
What I have become.
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