best·ie

/ˈbestē/

noun
INFORMAL

a person’s best friend.

What is a friend? A single soul dwelling into two bodies

Four decades had passed since we become a part of each other’s lives. We never planned it, but it is ONE of the most happiest event anyone can have.

And since our birthdays are just around the corner. I would like to reminisced the things about us.

  • You were born on the 22nd while I was born on the 23rd
  • We went to the cinema and watched 3 movies consecutively.
  • While in college, we bought the same black shoes for school; on the same place and at the same day, separately.
  • We both have 3 daughters.
  • We can communicate by facial expression.
  • We were classmates in grade school, middle school up to college. And  we’re still together on our first job.
EVERYONE HAS A BEST FRIEND DURING EACH STAGE OF LIFE. BUT ONLY LUCKY ONES HAVE THE SAME FRIEND IN ALL STAGES OF LIFE.
  • We both know that “SPACE” is what we needed when misunderstanding occurs.
  • We never argue, we never said “I love you’s” or “I miss you’s”, we never talked about the wrong things we thought we did to each other. We don’t really like DRAMA.
  • Every time we meet up, there’s always some similarities in our attire.
The most EPIC meet up: blue top, white shorts, white sandals

Unlike romantic relationship, best friends allow and respect each other to have a new friends.

Bestie

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Happy Birthday

Nang araw na iyon

Minulat ko ang aking mga mata

Kasabay ng pagsikat ng araw

Sinimulan ko ang labahin

Kasabay ng pagdilig sa hardin

Sinimulan ko na rin ang pagluto ng Sinigang

Kasabay ng sinaing

Sinimulan ko na rin ang paglampaso sa sahig

Kasabay ng hiling na sana’y hindi na kita isipin

Nang araw na iyon

May nakalimutan pa ba ‘ko?

WALA na.

Kasi kahit birthday mo

Hindi ko magawang kalimutan.

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Super Mom

“There will be so many times you feel like you failed. But in the eyes, ears, mind and heart of your child, you will always be the SUPERMOM.”

artwork of my 7-year-old daughter
artwork of my 7-year-old daughter

I’d still find myself reading your letters to me

I’d still find myself celebrating your birthday each year

I’d still find myself watching the moon like what we did

I’d still find myself standing where we last meet

I’d still find myself wondering…

Will I ever find you again?

I’d still