Caroleen’s Treasures

Today is my mom’s 3rd death anniversary and like last year, we were not able to visit her gravesite. Looking back on the same day three years ago, I still can vividly recall what has happened and the pain is still there…..unchanged. We all wanted to be there but it won’t be practical and I know Mamang understands. Anyway, we visited her gravesite last month during my grandfather’s wake. Going back home will be difficult for us with our tight budget and with a very fussy little man. If only we have enough money to get us by until next month (that is after enrollment and Ella’s birthday), we could have gone home to be with my family and relatives. Also, we need to bring Eman to his pedia. It’s been two days now that Eman has some severe gas issues, or so I thought. We’ve been doing the tricks that I found on the internet but it doesn’t helped as much as it did. I could get him to sleep after helping him pass gas before but yesterday was different. He cries, wanting to be held upright always and he pooped 6 times which is unusual since he now have regular bowel movement which is once or twice a day.

Since Philippines celebrates death anniversaries, I bought half watermelon (can’t afford the whole because it weighs more than 7 kilos) and half kilo chicken. We have a pack of barbeque mix that’s sitting in the cabinet for so long so for dinner we had CHICKEN BARBEQUE (PORK FLAVOR). I am so dumb buying chicken when what we have is pork barbeque mix. But in fairness it tasted sooooo good! And the watermelon that I am dreaming about is sooooo sweet. We set aside the seeds so we could plant it in the yard. Twenty-five pesos a kilo is very expensive so we will be planting our own watermelon.

For the whole time that Eman was asleep, I finally organized the third room where Ella’s toys and the bookshelves are. She went to her friend’s house adjacent to the parsonage to bring them some of her old toys. We can’t keep all of them anymore and it will be best to find them new home. The kids were very happy and so am I because there would be less toys in the house. I am done organizing the whole house so the yard will be the next. I hope this would be the last time that I would be going through all the corners of the house because it is so difficult to be all sweat when Eman cries for milk.