November 30, 2018 at 09:28PM
113018 Bataan on Bonifacio Day #completefamily https://ift.tt/2DSsaZo via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2RpyOdA
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November 29, 2018 at 08:28PM
112918 While the hubby was in San Pablo City for a client meeting, I was in Antipolo. I had a full day exploring the galleries of Pinto, the Cathedral of Our Lady of Peace and Good Voyage, and the Hinulugang Taktak falls on this part of the Sierra Madre mountains. https://ift.tt/2Q3AJrq via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2FLpa3q
November 27, 2018 at 09:28PM
Travel on my mind… On one of the viewing decks of Elephant Mountain while gazing at Taipei 101 https://ift.tt/2TQ3TJ9 via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2E00J0I
November 22, 2018 at 09:28PM
Schönbrunn Palace, Vienna with the hubby and sons (May 2018) because sometimes it’s good to reminisce… https://ift.tt/2S1Vwbq via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2S1VEaU
November 17, 2018 at 10:28PM
111718 With Ma, sis, pompom earrings and spectacles https://ift.tt/2QQQApU via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2PxsfbX
November 11, 2018 at 08:28PM
111118 Our first mall Christmas tree sighting 🎄 https://ift.tt/2DcPEbn via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2T4NVdQ
November 10, 2018 at 11:28PM
111018 Thankful for the filling dinner at my SIL’s house today. And it seriously feels like I ate more than all my meals for the last three days combined. 🐷 That’s not counting the slice of yema cake and the sweet & spicy tamarind I kept munching. 🤭😳 https://ift.tt/2POvqLS via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2Qw00H2
November 07, 2018 at 08:28AM
110718 School run https://ift.tt/2PfGYIj via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2qxyqhd
November 03, 2018 at 08:28PM
110218 “Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together.” ― Pearl S. Buck Joining the sons on an all-terrain vehicle (ATV) mountain ride despite the fear of extreme adventure is a form of love too, I guess. 😳 https://ift.tt/2F1dwRV via Tumblr https://ift.tt/2yQLFOH
November 01, 2018 at 08:28AM
The decades preceding the age of 50 are generally all about building a career, a business or a nest egg, nurturing a marriage, getting into or out of a relationship, raising kids, caring for parents. Now that I’m 51, things seem to propel forwards at such a velocity that kids are flying the coop. Hospital visits are getting a bit more frequent. Planning for retirement and estate are concurrent. Things are happening so fast, yet I find myself slowing down and sometimes unable to keep up. Clearly, I am transitioning to the next phase we call midlife. Sometimes, in a woman’s life, transition feels like a crisis. It is even more compounded by the onset of hormonal changes that bring about anxiety, the blues, frozen shoulders, and chin hair. So, what will age 51 bring? Will I find a renewed sense of purpose and passion? Will I become more comfortable and confident in my skin? Will I figure out what my legacy will be? Time will come when I may be confronted by thoughts about my own