FC Barcelona vs Real Madrid
I admit, I was never a Sports person. I remembered when my classmates in the University were all talking about their favorite Basketball Players and their favorite Basketball Teams, I was just sitting in one side shaking my head as I did not understand anything that I was hearing.
Nope, I never understood the concept of the game because I never had the chance to watch it on TV. You see, unlike my classmates and friends who lived with their Fathers and Brothers, I literally lived with my Grandmothers (my maternal grandmother, my maternal grandfather’s aunt, my maternal grandfather’s cousin). Yes, that will be three wisend old women in the house.
A lot of Filipinos, I think, found my blog through Google because of Dr. Harwell’s love letter to the Filipinos. For that, I thank you kababayans.
I, myself, was blown away after reading that article. I immediately read pieces of it aloud to my fiancé
and he was smiling as I was trying to keep my voice from cracking and my eyes from welling up.
I am writing to thank Filipinos for the way you have treated me here, and to pass on a lesson I learned from observing the differences between your culture and mine over the years.
I am an expatriate worker. I refer to myself as an OAW, an overseas American worker, as a bad joke. The work I do involves a lot of traveling and changing locations, and I do it alone, without family. I have been in 21 countries now, not including my own. It was fun at first. Now, many years later, I am getting tired. The Philippines remains my favorite country of all, though, and I’d like to tell you why before I have to go away again.
For cat-lovers like us!!!!
Red Roses, Red Daisies, Red Hearts, Sweet Card
February 14, 2013 the clock chimmed 12 midnight
And again, I feel so grateful
Loved. By you.
Because of you.
You helped me be my best.