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Happy New Year 2016!

December 31, 2015

IIt will be over soon, 2015 that is.  I could not believe it that another year is about to close and a new just beginning.  I have been totally blessed in 2015.  Two memorable moments that stood out: The March trip to Jerusalem, where I ran a half-marathon),  and then to Rome where I saw the Pope.  Also there was the Alaska cruise last September which I totally enjoyed.  I go back.

The other half are those moments you wish to forget.  Life will not be complete without the other half.  It allows you to savor life and count your blessing.  November brought news that cancer had invaded my bones cause me grief and pain.  I have not been writing lately because I had to undergo radiation treatment for my left hip and cyberknife (it is not a dish or about cyber hacks) robotic surgery for my ribs and spine.  That’s done, so now I have to go back to chemo to welcome 2016.  Never ends.

All these moments are part of me.  There are times when I am in pain it can be a real character builder and then I see my wife, who diligently takes care of me, also friends and family praying for me which gives me confidence to continue.

Where I am not is hard and yet with all the hardships and pain I look at the good side of my predicament.

2016 is here with new opportunities to give thanks.  I had a good birthday and Christmas.  Our tree is still up devoid of presents but the memories linger.  My wife wants to take down the tree but it something I would like to savor for a little while longer.  The next chance is 350+ days away.  Gulp!

I am currently medicated for my rib pain.  No going out except for trips to doctor.  Enjoy time with family and Ethan.

Enjoy 2016.  Take care.

Cheers.

 

 

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Round 12: Surprises and blessings

November 26, 2014
Manila, PH
 This week is Thanksgiving week in the US.  It is one tradition that my adopted country has taught me to appreciate; that and Black Friday shopping (joke).  But seriously, Thanksgiving is one day that is specially dedicated for giving thanks and being surrounded by family.  Christmas evoke the same feeling in me, especially if celebrated in the Philippines.  
This Thanksgiving I am blessed to celebrate it here in the Philippines, where I am on business.  Although I will be celebrating it away from my wife, kids, and Ethan (my grandson), I could not pass up the opportunity to see my mom, brothers, and their families here.  It is my time to say thanks to them for their prayers and support.  It is about being with them sharing stories rather than a formal sit-down-turkey-eating-football-watching day.  Also, I wanted to see the look in my mom’s face when I surprise her by being here.
She did not disappoint me.  Picture this: Sunday, Nov. 23, I arrive early morning.  My youngest brother, Raul, picked her up and along my other brother, Rene, who suddenly arrived from southern Philippines a day earlier.  Rene gave the lame excuse he had to take care of some banking matters in Manila.  (My mom was already wondering why go to Manila when there are major banks also where he lives…hmmm).  Mom was unware of my arrival, so all three went to my hotel Sunday morning on some flimsy excuse.  Mom stayed in the car with Rene, while Raul got me.  My mom always has this infectious habit of praying the rosary to while passing time and she was deep in prayers as I saw her walking up to the car.  I walked to her side and knocked on the door and opened it saying.
Merry Christmas!
Light.  Camera.  Action.  To say that she was crying, shouting, flailing, in total disbelief, shocked, crying again and shouting (you get the picture) is an understatement.  It was a if I appeared in god-like manner as she was praying.  When she finally settled down and managed to speak she just hugged me, and I lost it.  I felt her warm love wash away the pain of cancer.  It was like being born again as a baby.  A mother’s embrace is so nuturing and enduring that it can give you back your life and fill up any emptiness.
My mom has already given me so much that I wanted to give back too by being here with her.  In that moment, my Thanksgiving was complete and was thankful.  Fate has somehow conspired and aligned everything just for me to be here with her: the unexpected business trip to Manila, the timeliness of being off chemo treatment during the week, the clearance from my doctors to travel, the stable scan results, the circuitous route I took due to flight delays and miss connections (Chicago/Tokyo/Guam/Manila), and the support of my family back in the US.  For all that and more I am very  thankful.
Unfortunately, there is no video of the Thanksgiving surprise to share, but you get the picture.  The moment is etched in my memory along the strong feelings that goes with Thanksgiving 2014.  It will become part of my cancer journey of Thanksgiving.  I read back on what I wrote last year and the message was still the same for me; be thankful for all all your blessings.  Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family.
Rene, Raul, me, and mom at Marriott Hotel lobby

Rene, Raul, me, and mom at Marriott Hotel lobby

With mom in car after she recovered from shock.

With mom in car after she recovered from shock.

Cheers.

 

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E’s World: Hello…Santa!

December 25, 2013

Santa's Helper

Red is my new favorite color.  The big guy (Santa) wears it, and he seems to be all over the place; in the mall, in stores, in parades, and even races.  He has been so busy, but he managed to pass by the house last night.

I love this guy.  He gave me and my family many gifts.  I got clothes, snow boots, a toy truck (which I love), a tablet, and some more clothes.  I outgrow them fast.

I am beginning to understand the importance of Christmas: Me!  It is all about me…me…and me.  Also, I am beginning to learn the power of tantrum too.  I cry and they give; especially with my Grama (that’s my great-grandmother).  My Grama is such a push over.  When mom is at work, Grama is my babysitter.  She would chase me around when it is time for lunch, then she give up.  But then again, I get hungry.

Mom tells me if I behave I can be Santa’s helper next year.  That would be the coolest job; one for me, one for you…one for me, one for you.  That’s why I love Christmas, too bad it only happens once a year.

My family had a busy year and they are thankful that they got through it.  Next year I will be ready.  It is really about being ready if you think about it; ready for the next day or the opportunity to give back.  The spirit of giving.  However, I am still young, unemployed, and still in diapers, so you better be ready to give …to me!  I love it.

Jingle bells…jingle bells…jingle all the way.

Santa Race

Later.

Oh…I got behave tomorrow.  My Ampa is having chemo tomorrow.

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