My youngest sister texted me the other week to ask me if she could go home for the weekend. I told her that she can. I don't know why she has to ask permission from me but I do appreciate it. When she came back in Legazpi, she updated me with what is going on at our home in Donsol. It usually depressed me when they talk to me as it is always associated with problem.
Anyhow, she told me that my eldest niece, the daughter of my brother who passed away two years ago, is graduating from elementary as first honor, congratulations Bhim!. I sent money last weekend for Mama, my niece, and for my sister's allowance and other school fees. I feel so bad for my brother's daughters. They will grow up without their father. I just wish that I am a millionaire so I can send all of them to a good school. But I guess the best thing I could do is to try to help them as much as I could.
I did not have time to scan the pictures today as I am sick so I just snap this from the album.
|Pictures taken when we first see my family. My brother was still alive then, he took the kids for a rid in his motorcycle around our neighborhood. The one in the end is my niece. Three months after that, he passed away from a motorcycle accident.|
On the lighter note, hubby and I reminisce the first day we've seen each other in person. Yesterday was the date, 8 years ago. I can vividly remember the combination of pain and bliss, the first touch, the first kiss. Imagine submitting yourself to a person that you just meet for the first time although we've chatted for six months before he came, I was still nervous that time. What I was thinking though is for me to get pregnant right away so that if our relationship doesn't work, I will at least have a baby to treasure. Glad that God was on our side that time, He helped us get through the tough times of being separated and now we are not only a couple but a family!