She used to tell me, I was one hell of a child to raise. She’d tell people the same thing too — always with a smile on her face — how much of a pain I was as a young child. She would laugh and say, “She was maldita when she was little.” Maldita — … Continue reading The Woman Who Shaped Me
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Grief: Through my lens
I never thought I’d experience different kinds of grief in 2025. They say that 2025, the Year of the Snake, is the year of shedding. True enough, I had a lot of shedding done — not by choice. It left me with no choice but to face it, and all of it was painful in … Continue reading Grief: Through my lens
2 = 5: The Baby has arrived
So where were we…. The idea of having our very own cat was tempting. I thought about it hard. Deep within me, I wanted my own, but at the same time, I still wanted Max to be my friend. He had been great company, after all. Out of curiosity, I searched — and that’s where … Continue reading 2 = 5: The Baby has arrived


