Archive for the ‘Friends’ Category


For A While

May 27, 2008

If I leave you, it doesn’t mean I love you any less. – “Keep Me In Your Heart” by Warren Zevon (2003).

A good friend lent me his bootleg DVD copy of Boston Legal a couple of months ago. We have drifted apart, though, and I dread finishing off the series. James Spader, who reminds me of Robert Downey Jr.’s tousled-is-hot look, has become a habit.

More than the plots, I love the soundtrack, particularly this one song, Keep Me In Your Heart, played in the episode where Michael J. Fox appeared as a cancer patient. And I am borrowing it for the next days.

It seems this is a season for goodbyes. I wonder who or what else I should bid farewell to. But since my goodbyes have always been unrefined, I will not even attempt to try. I hope, though, that I will find a way to convey my deep gratitude for the chances I did not deserve, my regret for all my indiscretions and my fervent prayer that, as the late Mr. Zevon sung, you shall keep me in your heart for a while, as I shall keep you in mine.


Shifting Sand

May 26, 2008

An SMS from a friend:

Sand taught me one thing: You cannot hold too many things, no matter what you do to make them stay and no matter how much they want to stay, the wind will always blow them away.  So learn to let go and choose carefully which you want to stay, because like sand, only those which are in the center of your palm will last.


“God bless the broken road”

May 22, 2008

Tomorrow will be a good friend’s despedida to mark the advent of his new beginning elsewhere.    

Though our meetings have been too few, he, along with others I’ve been blessed to meet, has negated all misgivings I had with the opposite sex. Despite the wall of doubt that years of watching one’s heart splinter into pieces have built, there still really are good, decent men.  That genuine friendship is possible.  That sometimes, the shelving of some dreams to pursue new ones are, as Rascal Flatts put it, “part of a grander plan that is coming true.”  

May we all find what we are looking for, dear friend, no matter how badly the road lies broken and bent.  Fare thee well, Ovel. 


Shortest Fairy Tale

May 20, 2008

My good friend Akel sent this.  (And no, Darren ading ko, this is so not a bad case of sour grapes. I miss you guys!) :

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl ‘Will you marry me?’

The girl said:’NO!’

And the girl lived happily ever-after and went shopping, dancing, camping, drank martinis, always had a clean house, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn’t get fat, traveled more, had many lovers, didn’t save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to the theatre, never watched sports, never wore friggin’ lacy lingerie that went up her ass, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and looked fabulous in sweat pants and was pleasant all the time.


First Borns

May 6, 2008

I remember writing about the difficult road that first-borns have to face all their lives. The ruthless scrutiny that we must brave often forces us to live a lonely life of either forever pleasing the world or of withdrawing from it.

At an age when I should be past bearing my own first-born, I have lost one of the members of the pioneer batch of the UNP College of Law. I have always considered them my very own first-borns – although many of them are older than I am. Manong Isidro Paredes – headed the region’s NBI, led his class and the student government as its president. Beyond these, he was a devoted family man and husband to Ma’am Brenda. Along with my father, he has set the bar high when it comes to finding that one man we could spend the rest of our lives with. Read the rest of this entry ?


Prayers for Wilson Czar

April 5, 2008

I saw this post from Rev. Willie Jones Ducusin. Please include Wilson Czar in your prayers. Rev. Jones:

Please help us pray for my brother, Wilson Czar. He got into an accident. He had a small fracture on the skull. Thank God, the neurologist Dr. Espinosa assured that it will heal, and so there is no need for surgical intervention. What we pray for is for no infection to occur so that the healing will be fast and complete.

Even in trying times, most especially in these times, we believe that God is truly merciful and powerful.

Please help us pray for my brother’s fast and sure healing.


True Norths

March 6, 2008

I am on a cold bus on a long eight hour trip to Metro Manila, but a comment I just saw on a post I wrote last November is warming me real good – “and friends reappear from nowhere” – from a sorority sister, dear friend, fitness guru, Bar review partner, wonderful mother and wife to Sir Bong, Atty. Cynthia Jacinto-Bongolan.

It is almost a decade ago but I still distinctly recall what she said about joining the Sorority: “Kahit anong mangyari, may kakampi ka sa mundo.” And indeed, such has always been the case.

It was Cynthia who made me recognize that we need to take care of our bodies. I recall that she just gave birth months before Bar review, there was this regimen she stuck with to lose the excess weight she supposedly gained. I never got to really thank her for taking me along her Academic Oval walks and for her constant diet reminders that kept me healthy during the grueling six-month Bar ordeal.

She was coolness personified back in UP and I learned some pointers on how not to take myself too seriously. Her life – and loves – show that living the life you want need not be premised on one man or chained to a particular circumstance.

I have been blessed with friendships that remain steadfast despite time and distance. You can be apart for years or decades and yet, when friends meet again, it is apparent that the years have been unsuccessful in putting a strain on the ties that bound them.

This is one such friendship. Friends – like Cynthia – who “reappear” are life’s true Norths. Thank you, mare. I pray that I will finally get to see you soon.