Its time

I intentionally did not post anything about my last  days and send-off moments from my Mediclinic WCH family because I want to include these moments in my gratitude list for 2019.

First, finally deciding to stop working is not easy. I have been in the lab scene for the past 19 years of my life. 12 years in the Philippines and 7 years in UAE. But then.. I have the joy of motherhood. I want to take part on all the stages of my daughter's life while she is still young... needy and,all mommy and daddy. For I know the time will come that she will be independent just what we taught her to be, and she will need less of us. And she will decide on her own.She will be grown up.She will start school, and I wanna be with her every step of her way. As a mom, given the privelege to do that is gift from heaven that I am most grateful for.

I thank God for making me realize that its not all about material stuff and career. There is more to womanhood than that. And taking another leap is what makes a woman stronger.

In a year or two, I will still hold the lens of the microscope. And more things are brewing.

As part of my appreciation post for the year 2019,let me thank my WCH family for all the clever things that I have learned from you. Special mention to our Dear Doctor CSM whom I have learned a lot, the smartest brain that I have worked with. Intelligent conversation is a must. He  is brilliant. Those brains are really unique. Thanks Doc, working with you is such an honor. And having you said it, that I can still come back anytime is a treasure to keep. The annoyance, and the arguments is just a norm in the lab. You still keep that humane side of yours by always asking about my daughter. You maintain the composed side of the lab by working quietly and diligently.

Next is to all my co-staff in the lab. With a brilliant boss comes the brilliance of the subordinates. But that is not all, there is friendship and camaraderie. There is laughter and there is relationship.

My gratitude.

I am now sharing the touching message of our head Pathologist and our last week and farewell party in WCH.For I know that its not only work that lives in us... We have the commitment to serve. We are the silent profession aiding in the most accurate diagnosis for the patients. Cheers to all the lab peeps!

My little Ballerina

My daughter started ballet lessons and I am so happy how she loves it. 

Little things... Big impact

I haven't stopped decluttering and this part was from my unused clothes for the past 2 years that I have been returning to my closet, thinking that I can use it again... But no...

I have donated it in the donation box... Where they can sell it and donate to the NGOs and charities.

A walk at the small park

Turns out that she mostly enjoy a simple routine like walking in the small park behind our building.

October morning

It is the start of waking up a little late because the weather starts to get better.

And Roni is still dreaming.. :-)

Good morning anak ko. 

Even the flash of the camera did not wake her up. 

I'm here... and I'm back... I am Ron's wifey and now a mommy Judy

5 years since my last blog. Who would have thought that the free spirited girl that I used to be is now a loving mom and wifey...Yes... I am a mom now... ❤️❤️❤️

Welcome to mommy Judy's blog... The other side of me... :-)

More colorful and vibrant. 

More nurturing and realistic. :-) 

A letter to my nanay

I have been planning to write this letter for so long.But once I am in front of the screen,I can only produce a blank stare.

Of course I know Tatay would understand that there is a different sense of bonding between a mother and a daughter.Far different from the ones that we have for a tatay.But,of course,I love my tatay...more than anything in this world.But let me just talk to you now...because I thought my longing for you has ended,but I miss you,still...

It started earlier,I had a different feeling of sadness.I saw a family,and while walking,I saw a daughter crying,and to my interpretation,it was her mom lying at that bed.Her mom was frail,old,and had an edematous face.There were two daughters walking after that bed.To my knowledge,this bed would be transferred to a different room.And I saw the daughters crying...And then that same memory came again...

I don't know,it was already 8 years.But it has became fresh the moment that I saw this family.What happened?Maybe because I saw that same edematous face that you had before,or that same scenario when you had to be transferred to ICU from a regular room.Or maybe because she was also accompanied by her daughters.I don't know...I really don't know...


Sometimes,I had to ask myself.How have you been doing there?Do you still know us?Or is it the same scene from the movie "The Lovely Bones" that when you die,you don't want to come to earth anymore.Things like that...Things of some sort...

Sometimes,I still feel you.All the more when I am sad...Yes,I still feel sad Nay,I am normal,.,I still cry,,,And I still cling to that one person that I want to see when I feel sad,your face...But no,I cannot have that one warm hug from a nanay anymore.

8 years,it was so fast...That time that I thought I was never that strong,but I had to be.

I am still thinking why you did not allow me to see you die,when a day before your passing,I was the one assigned to take care of you.I remember when I was about to go and I kissed you on your forehead,then I said "I love you" and you said "I loveyou too..."Then i saw tears at the corner of your eyes.Unlike tatay,who says "I love you" all the time...You never said " I love you" to us,but that time,you said it,..And I was so happy.That was a rare moment,and that I will never ever forget...

But I had to go that night,by rotation,I had to go home and fix my things for it would be ate Pinky who will take charge.I know I shouldn't be mentioning this anymore,but sometimes i feel that even if I did everything,I wish I could have done better,I wish I could have done the best...

I regret that I got tired during those times,juggling from watching over you and going to my duty.

I regret not staying everyday for the remaining days of your life.

Sometimes I think where will I ever meet you?Will it be in my dreams...Is there such a thing as a crossroad...

It puzzles me...

Still...

Xoxo