Tracing Back Steps To Hope

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Saturday, October 25, 2014

There are two kinds of days for those who have lost important people in their lives: the easier days and the hard days. Easier, because death always stays with you no matter how long it's been. It gets easier but not easy. 

On hard days, I find myself lost, lonely and aching behind smiles, bearing an urgency to trace back roads to places my stepfather held close in his life - for comfort, above all.

And one Sunday, I just did. 

About a decade ago, I was asked this question during an interview for a call center post:
"I'm blind. How would you describe the color blue to me?"

I was stumped. How do you describe a color shade to a person who doesn't even know what a color looks like to begin with?

You don't know what you don't know, Rico Blanco sings. If you aren't blind, you really wouldn't have an idea how visually impaired people perceive things, how they go through everyday living  - unless you experience blindness itself. 

The folks at Residence Inn had a solid idea on how we, 20-20 vision-blessed beings, can take in that experience. They asked us to dine in the dark.

13 Pinay Travel Blogging Moms Who Are Rockin' It On The Road

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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Note: All photos belong to the bloggers themselves. No copyright infringement intended.

Temper tantrums. Riotous in-car/ in-flight fights. Food flying mid-air. Extra bags to pack and haul. Sickness and hospitalization in foreign lands.  

Being a mom is surely no easy task, but traveling with kids takes mothering challenges to new heights. There's always the extra head(s) to worry about and new rules to abide by. If by family trips you imagine mothers in tankinis holding pinacoladas on the beach, I can tell you, you're waaay off base. 

Can moms ever have their cake and eat it too? These serial traveling mom bloggers surely are a testament that yes, we can.

1. Gay Mitra Emami of Pinay Travel Junkie 

Weight of Words

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Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Much of my recent life, I have walked two paths: that as a word weaver, and that as a mother. In both paths, words are invaluable. They lay the foundation for everything that glues my life together: mortgage and bills, household must-have's, broadband service, Sundates with my daughter, my soul. 

Words are my bread and butter. Each comes with a certain weight, so I curate them carefully, ensuring that nothing unnecessary slips out of sight. Unfortunately, that rule suddenly disappears when I switch on to mom mode.

Zoomanity Group: It's Cool To Zoo

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Monday, September 29, 2014

A zoo isn't something I used to call cool. Or to go all Jerry Maguire-esque, "it's not even in the same vicinity as" cool. I've had three zoo encounters in my life - all based in Manila - and the indelible impression they all left was: desolate and cold cages with lonely animals, ballistic kids and scientific names I can not recall by the time I exit. Ice cold beer on cream shores, or hiking mountains with a toddler? Now THAT is cool.

Then Zoobic Safari happened.

In Review: Big Rock Farm Resort, Bulacan

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Thursday, September 25, 2014

There are trips that are best told with elaborate descriptions. Not this one.

Big Rock Farm Resort in farm-fringed San Rafael in Bulacan is as straightforward as it gets. Its name, derived from a Flintstones-inspired cave pool - one of five in its expanse - pays homage to two of its most prominent features: the two-acre farmland it sits on in Coral na Bato, and its huge, recreated rock formations.