Romans & histoires Akala Ko Habang Buhay Tayo

Sadyang mapagpala ang lahat nang tao na nabubuhay at masayang namumuhay sa mundong ibabaw kahit na ang dami raming pagsubok ang pinagdadaanan natin sa loob nang mahabang panahon ay lagi pa rin nating ipagpasalamat ang blessings na laging dumarating sa atin. Yan lagi ang mga katagang lagi kong tinatandaan lalo na't sinabi yan mula sa akin nang aking pinakamamahal na Ina't Ama.

Nang marinig ko yun. Kala mo naman siya ang nagbigay ng buhay sa akin. At jahit anong oras kaya niyang kunin ang buhay ko... kung wala ngang katuturan ang gagawin ko dito sa mundo. Tsk. Kung itanong ko din kaya yun sa kanya. Huminga ako. Saka tinusok ang karne ng tinidor ang karne sa inis ko sa narinig ko.

And waited. Not for sleep. Not for peace. But for the moment when the world realized we were still alive.

Fast. The clacking of the keyboard and the overflowing ideas were typed on the white surface, the black letters vividly seen on the screen. Then the music matched the words and the feelings. I smiled at the words I put on, accurately matching the lyrics of the song. “If ganito lang din buhay ko, edi sana ayos lang ako” I smiled while looking at the screen.

“Ang buhay ay hindi naman palaging umuulan. Minsan naman ay makulimlim, minsan naman may araw. Hinahayaan ng Diyos na maulanan tayo paminsan minsan dahil alam niyang pagkatapos ng ulan ay magiging mas malakas ang resistensiya natin mula sa mga sakit. Minsan hindi natin kailangan ng payong kapag umuulan kung ‘di ng taong sasamahan tayo kahit pa sa lamig na dala ng ulan.”

– interested in Memorabilia. – I'll try to explain. Every day I feel like I'm being left unsaid. It's like they didn't tell us something. Maybe they didn't tell us what they could have told us, but for some reason they didn't. As if we don't notice important information. Maybe this information was deliberately withheld from us. However, one thing is clear-we live in total uncertainty. Like puppets, we walk on the leash of our masters. As blind people, we are directed to places we would never want to go.

This life we'd built together. "I wish we could stay here forever," I said. "Me too." "But we can't." "No. Maya needs us. The pack needs us. Life needs us." "Reality sucks sometimes." "Yeah, it does." But for now, reality could wait. For now, we had this moment. This weekend. This perfect slice of time that belonged only to us. For now.

Bawi nalang siguro bukas? Hindi ba ganoon naman talaga sa buhay? Parang katulad lang sa sets of mysteries sa rosary. Ang buhay, hindi palaging joyful, glorious, luminous, kailangan ding maranasan ng tao ang pagiging sorrowful. Dahil ganiyan naman talaga ang buhay. Hindi palaging masaya, kailangang ding magdusa at maging malungkot.

paniguradong niya, kita sa mukha ang pag-aalala. “Oo!” “Kapag nahulog ka?” tanong niya. “Catch me.” sagot ko. Ngumisi siya. “Always.” sabi niya. Hay jusko naman kahit kailan ka oras-oras na lang ba talaga dapat magpakilig?! Habang magkatabi kaming nakasakay sa kabayo habang malamig 'yung hangin ng Tagaytay at tumatawa kami sa kabadong expressions ko, pakiramdam ko nasa pelikula ako.

Rea‌l. ‍P‌arents. Part‌ners. Survivors of distance⁠ t​hat‌ sho‌uld have destroy‌ed us. W​e have fights. Have hard da‍ys. Have mom⁠e​nts w‍hen w‌e wonder wha‌t the​ f⁠uck we’ve done. But we have this⁠ too. T‌his walking thro​ugh the city. This shared‌ li‌fe. This daug‍hter betw‍een us. This choosing​ each other eve⁠ry day‍.