Being a principal sponsor or witness (ninang) in a wedding is, for me, a big responsibility. I take it seriously especially because the pastor usually asks...
Long ago, when I was a starving art student in Chicago, my small circle of Filipino friends, all faith brethren, and I would treat ourselves to...
The bruising presidential campaign/election in the country has left the electorate black and blue. Sensibilities, personalities, ideologies, and especially egos have been savagely smashed, leaving a...
If I were to reduce to numbers our one-month stay in America from mid-March to mid-April this year, they would be: Nine airplanes, nine cities, seven...
There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his...
During the waning years of the Depression in a small southeastern Idaho community, I used to stop by Brother Miller’s roadside stand for farm-fresh produce as...
This year I stopped to contemplate the kind of gift I’d bring To lay at the nail-scarred feet of my Gracious Heavenly King. He’s given my...
Spring in America for tropical beings like my husband and me was winter weather. It was so unbearably brrr, every one of our hosts turned the...
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight Or gazed at...
I have a list of folks I know… all written in a book, And every now and then.. I go and take a look. That is...
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