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Rean here…

Christmas shopping in the Philippines is amazing.  Hordes of people, rushing across thoroughfares, hunting for the biggest sale in the metro.  Rich and poor crowding into the Divisoria, the mother of all markets, to get the best deals in town.  Black Friday is nothing compared to the Piranha –like frenzy of the Filipino Christmas shopper. Thank God it’s over…for now.

Rean here…

Recently came across our friend’s daughter who got married months ago.  From the looks of it, she’s likely in her 2nd trimester of pregnancy.  Tes and another friend began asking her questions  about her experiences as a first time mom to be.   I remember that we had a copy of “ What to Expect when You’re Expecting” handy during this phase of our lives.   I also remember that the advice and experiences of others were key inputs in this time. Perhaps our friend’s daughter should start looking for unique baby shower invitations to draw more counsel for her as the day of delivery comes near.

Rean here…

The family went shopping for vinyl tiles today.  We went to Alabang Home Depot to buy a particular design of self adhesive tiles.  While we there, we took the chance of looking around for furniture.  It was quite amusing to find a store selling knocked down MDF cabinets. This reminded me of our shopping sprees when we lived in the US. It wouldn’t be a surprise if we find special items like organic crib mattresses in these shops.  I guess the Filipino lifestyle is becoming more and more up-to-date.

Rean here…

My daughter and I braved Christmas eve traffic to have her follow up check up in Las Pinas.  As we entered the clinic, we were advised to wait as our doctor had gone for hospital rounds.  So we amused ourselves with playing with his kids.  This pediatrician is admirable as he has adopted 7 kids in the last few years.  I guess it wouldn’t be unusual to catch him changing baby clothes or diapers when he’s not treating patients.   I guess this is what Christmas is all about, caring for those who are in need.

Rean here…

Christmas is near and malls are packed. ..with shoppers…shoppers everywhere!  As petty thieves conspire and contrive…And anarchists think of their one big bang… the Arm of righteousness keeps them at bay with garretts metal detectors, CC cams and the like… To ensure that this season is that of peace, love and goodwill to all men.

Rean here…

While the experience of seeing your daughter go into a convulsive seizure was traumatic, the aftermath of taking her to the hospital was hilarious.  Upon getting home the following day, I found the screen door dented.  I most likely kicked it to get Aemu into the car.  I also realized I had a scar on my elbow where the screen pressed against it.  ( I just wonder if acne scar cream would work on it)  There was mud on the bathroom as stuff scattered on the floor as we remembered our mad scramble to get our little one into emergency care.  Oh the things one would do for the love of a child!

Rean here…

We recently rushed our daughter to the hospital after she had a convulsive seizure last wed dawn.  We really didn’t expect it because benign fever convulsions normally don’t happen to 8 year olds.  Anyway, we brought her to the Las Pinas Doctors Hospital where we are stockholders.  So far her condition is stable and she hasn’t had any more seizures but we’re having other aspects of her physique checked.  The difficulty in hospital admissions though, is the logistics involved in hauling your stuff.  Do I have enough clothes? Where are our personalized travel mugs?  How long are we staying? Things are the normal fare for hospital stays.  Whew!

Rean here…

Being home in Davao last week brought back some childhood memories. In spite of all the busyness the folks’ golden anniversary gave, I had a few moments to reflect. Old pictures brought back scenes of wooden swing sets, climbing tree houses and running in the yard during a time of innocence.  As you slowly go back to the present, you also pass through the pains that formed you into the person you are now.   In all of these, you see the hand of God faithfully molding you into his image. And wonderfully made are we indeed.

Rean here…

My parents recently had their golden wedding anniversary in Davao. Yep…it’s been 50 years since my folks tied the knot.  Typical bridal gowns for this occasion would be white with streaks of gold.   Mom had a gold gown made with other accent colors.  All of her entourage had similar gowns as well.   Didn’t really notice this until folks kept telling us how beautiful the gowns were. Gold is indeed a majestic color for a bride walking the aisle.

I remember that in my own wedding, Tes and I had gold suits.  People usually choose white as a symbol of purity.  For us, we thought white spoke more of naiveté and innocence.   So we chose gold because it spoke of our faith as a couple tested and refined by fire.  I look forward to the day when Tes and I would once more walk down the aisle in suits of gold.