i miss being ‘at work’

Yesterday we celebrated one of my girl’s birthday, it was of course a virtual get-together because it’s the new normal, let’s live to it. It was actually a surprise meet which I asked one of my team lead to organize. Felt somehow transported back to the work place where we normally celebrate birthdays with cake and food trays. We sang happy birthday and Marj suddenly turned emotional, I held my tears because I terribly miss them and occasions like this. I know that my work relationship to my staffs were at times rough because I purposely put a wall so that everyone still stays professional but heck at the end of each work day I still want us to be friends. And I miss eat outs and coffee dates and all the socials back when we we’re all still reporting on site.

With the recent reports about the declining numbers of Covid-19 infected daily, and the government plan to ease the quarantine restrictions (yet again) because businesses are suffering especially the shopping centers and restaurants, I dunno but are we really hustling things to go back to normal because the other countries are into it already. Is Philippines really doing success now in curbing the spread? Honestly, I don’t trust this government enough so I’d rather stay put, observe, be cautious, be healthy & content on the new normal, I don’t care if the forthcoming holidays will be just the same as last year and that parties and gathering will be limited. Let’s just take care of each other by doing what is best, to stay home until herd immunity is achieved.

So, while I’m musing at my home desk and alternately cleaning my phone albums, these photos deserve to be here, while I will continue to miss dressing up, office events and socials.

birthdays after birthdays

and more birthdays

and so much more, birthdays. 

events after events 

de-stressing Fridays

company anniversaries 

and work anniversaries

and themed parties 

and the countless Christmas events every day of December.

I miss my colleague and kumpadre Atoy,

I miss our office banters and dinners with Mrs. C.

December 2019, the last time we were able to party non-stop. 

Mau’s birthday in March 2020 was the last time we were able to celebrate physically, and February 2020 was the last company socials we all attended.

 

 

P.S. Anyhow, you know what I just remember that ze husband and I were supposed to fly back in Singapore last May 2020 but pandemic happen so the trip was cancelled. Hay!

P.P.S. And yes, I’m blogging my way in between work and my pursuit to lodge something formally. I’m blogging more becos I need some form of diversion (again, becos I’m undecided for reasons I don’t know what good it will bring me subsequently). The narrative part annoys me more. Ö

 

 

 

 

the astro boi

A long overdue post from 2018.

When you feel like asking if its time, it is probably time but no matter how you prepare yourself of the worst things to come, you will be caught unprepared and extremely sad when it happens. I wish I’d die at the moment and wake up a brand-new person so I won’t be feeling so much pain in my chest, so I won’t be crying just at the thought of yesterday’s event.

Last night was a nightmare because, because my little boy –the Astro Boi, crossed the rainbow ridge at the young age of three. He could have been four next month, and will have cake and his favorite meal but after getting sick on and off after Bea’s death he bid me farewell shortly. And I feel so helpless as I held him fell asleep eternally –his last breath of life and last heartbeat is too heart-breaking, I really wish I died too.

My Little Boy. Born at almost an hour after midnight on the 16^th of November 2014 he was the second puppy to pop-out. My late Tatay who helped Bea during labour was alarmed because the second pup was not moving and came out differently. Tatay thought he didn’t make it to life but after a few more minutes the little pup cried, I knew from then on, he wanted to live and be loved.

With bowed legs. Very different from his two-plump sibling, his front legs were severely bowed and for some time I thought he couldn’t really make it especially that he needs to crawl whenever he moves from one place to another (living room-dining area-garage). But despite his disability he grew to be a healthy and happy pup. He learned his way of getting around and maneuvers like he owns a perfect complete set of legs. He loves to slide himself on the floor tiles and sits in his two hind legs for treats. He owns the sincerest smile, love kisses and hugs and everyone’s attention because he really is very special in so many ways.

Beatrice’ favorite boy. My Beatrice was a doting mama to his special little boy, she sensed the need to care and feed him more. They would always hang together and she would right away protect him from anyone. When she got sick, it was the little boy’s turn to show affection –he would normally clean Mama Bea’s ears, eyes and teeth. And he was Mama Bea’s little cheer leader all the time. During Bea’s death, I held Astro near her so he could bid goodbye and all at once he hugged Bea’s cold body and as if muttering something to her late mom. It was a very touching mother and son scene.

Lucky Boy’s very own mini-me. Because the gap is but just 2 years, the bigger boy felt like they’re siblings and oftentimes would harass the little one with his naughtiness and macho image. He loves the little boy cries until Bea would come to rescue her precious pup. Two days before the fateful night, I caught them lazing side by side and it was such as happy sight because I wanted the little boy to find refuge on his very own father’s wings.

Dadi’s Atlo Boy. Dadi and you have been constant bedmates because he can’t leave you sleep alone at the ground floor of our white house. But I made a deal with Dadi that every Saturday night we should sleep together and he has to carry you upstairs. Now, he would forever miss you. He would forever miss your goodmorning smile, your little cries and your watchful eyes.

You are Momi’s angel now. I’m so sorry for being neglectful but there was never a time that I didn’t think of you. You were always in my prayers, I was praying that you won’t get sick, I always pray that you’d grow up really well and that no matter how challenging each step gets you’re going to conquer it. I am missing you badly my “litol boi”. I miss you and my heart cries every day. Sometimes I get to ask why you’re taken away so fast, I thought we’re celebrating your birthday soon, I thought we could still travel with you, I thought I could still keep my promise that you’re going to have a prosthetic leg and that you could run free. Thank you bunsoy for the many times you keep me amused and amazed of your little talents and perseverance to make it look all natural. I’d forever love you. ♥