La Nouvelle Vie

September 25, 2009

Frank (and Crissy)

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 1:20 am

Frank is Roland’s 4pm. The couple live in Meadowbank near Mt. Carmel church. They have a lovely 2 story home and Frank spends long hours in his study slash garage downstairs while Crissy (his wife) does the grocery, cleaning up, cooking and moving about. Frank has alzheimers (or dementia). He only remembers summers he spends in his hometown 6 hours away from Auckland. He keeps on repeating memories with his mum by the sea, fishing with his brothers and takes very long hours in the toilet getting lost in his memories of youth. He loves watching ‘Who wants to be a millionaire.’ When he takes too much time in the loo, Roland would put the volume of the TV up so he can hear the ticking of the tv show’s timer for contestants to answer the questions. This always works. Frank immediately moves into the lounge to watch his favorite show. The couple have 2 children. One lives in Melbourne and the other in Wellington. They have been together by themselves for more than 20 years since the children have left home. Frank’s brother also has dementia and is taken cared of by the wife.

One day, Crissy have decided to put Frank in a home. A retirement home. It was heartbreaking for her. She called this – “the beginning of the end”.But she can’t take care of Frank no more. He has started to be stubborn like a 4 year old. He takes longer hours by himself as if in another world. She can’t leave the house knowing Frank will be all by himself. She tried so hard to be in his new world but she is a stranger.

It was heartbreaking. Roland was there when she told Frank he had to go to another home.

Frank loves history. He loves to listen to Lapulapu & Magellan’s story (Roland’s version). Never mind that Roland repeats the same story. He listens to it with excitement as if it was the first time he hears it each time.

On weekends, Roland picks up Crissy from their home and they drive together to the rest home which is a few blocks from his Meadowbank home. Crissy always brings food along and looks forward to feeding Frank.

 There are Filipina nurses in this facility. Frank has all their attention. He has introduced Roland to them as his son.

One hour filled with story telling, foot massages and feeding. Dinner time at the facility is at 5:00. Frank tells Crissy she has to leave. Some days, he does not recognize her. Some days, he says he misses his wife. But most days, it is summer at his beach home with his mum and brothers.

I have yet to meet Frank and Crissy. Their story comes alive at our dinner table. I’m sure if I meet Crissy, I would give her a tight hug. I heart her strenght and I am sure Frank had been a good man for her to care for him up to this day.

June 23, 2009

Vanilla June

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 5:39 am

We celebrated our 16th wedding anniversary on the 4th of June. Nothing grand, just us two sharing fries and soda at a mall’s Burger King joint before taking the bus home.

Funny how there are days I wish I could drown him with his pillow when he starts to snore crazy, while there are nights I worry that he will expire on his own wheezing and make me a widow before our 20th. This is how my man makes me cockoo.

The hub was never perfect to start with. He over promises and lean towards always pleasing everyone (specially people who don’t deserve it). He spoils not only his family but his friends too.
He has weird temper tantrums. (matingala nalang ko why siya gi sapot all of a sudden – artist moods kuno).
He dyes his hair and leaves black spots at our bathroom that is so hard to remove.
He can’t remember names (never). He forgets occassions (always). He is obsessed with bikes (na-’possessed’ is a better word).

He can’t finish a movie without sleeping and snoring (turn off). He carries his mobile user manual just so. (btw, it takes forever for him to know how to operate his phone). He can’t even remember his own phone number. He forgets where he places his things and makes so much fuss over it. (ma-Ukay mi tanan). He invites friends to come over. He loves being around people (it’s the cleaning after that I detest). He gets lost (often). He shops more than me. He stores a lot of rubbish (useless ones at that). He farts and tell. He can be tactless at times you don’t want him to be. He keeps on repeating the same mistakes. I never win debates over him.

He needs a lot a lot a lot of pushing and reminding (read as nagging) to get his life in order, the car fixed, to pick up something from the store, yaddah yaddah

He never goes to see a doctor. I have given up on changing him and dread the thought that old age will even worsen what I hate most about him.

BUT, he is my number one cheer leader (and the kid’s too). He is a neat freak when it comes to his cabinet. He wakes up at 5:00 am to cook breakfast for all of us and prepare our lunch boxes. He iron his clothes. He fixes things around the house. He makes sure dinner is ready by 7:00 pm. We always laugh at his jokes and he makes a litany of “I love you’s” sumpay sa “Be good always” each day. He prays. He forgives even if I don’t. He cries with us too. He holds my hand while driving. (so wreckless). He remember faces. He can carry a tune and dances just because…

 
and that is enough for me      to bear years of being his Queen!

May 4, 2009

April Blooms

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 4:39 am

April starts the 4 days work week for me (due to cost cutting at our company), yet April still has given me so much to be thankful for

* my one year anniversary at work was last April 1 (April Fool’s day, how can I not forget) – yoohoo!

* the beautiful people born on April. Popoy, Karen, Therese (of Kusina Habana fame), Abet Yap-Lam, Walter Ng, Merlo E., Tata Bengua-Silva, Grace Yap, Tonette Pasay, Uncle Boy Labitan, Meream (Ms Bored and Crafty), Rose Suarez-Leano. I wish them heaps of blessings.

* my article comes out of the Maya Newsletter in May (hookay, can’t wait for May to announce it). Unfortunately I can’t put the link here as it is not yet ready as well.

* a short bob cut despite the boys disapproval. the more they ask me not to cut my hair, the more I itch to get it done soon. sometimes I feel they know me too well to even suggest anything.  i don’t know if i am feeling gaga over the way my hair looks now or because i defied them. (feeling rebelious and naughty). 

* birthday surprise from AYEN (i will never stop thanking her for the surprises she sends my way, she has the gift of making people crazy happy). I thank the Heavens for her.

* farm animals and trees sent by farm town neighbors as gifts over at facebook! yes, this makes me happy. (i am cheap and totally addicted to farming now) . Mango trees, cows, apple trees, keep them coming neighbors.

* comments left on my blog despite me not updating it from people who I have not been in touch for quite a while comes as a super wonderful surprise. BEM, i hope i will give you enough reason to stalk this site.

* the quick baranggay chat at yahoo that was organized by Zarlynn. i hope we could do it more often. it is good to chat with old friends and picked up on where we left off. Thank you, Zar, Lloyd, Mar, Sallie and Indo. Hope Roland, Bata and Vanessa could join us next time. (a violet party is now a constant in my dreams)

* pregnancies, births, new blogs, weddings, beautiful photographs, family reunions that happens for the people i stalk and pray for. May it always be that way forever…

* and for Therese who keeps this blog alive. =) Thank you, Manang. I will always be grateful for this and many more of the surprises you help me pull off for my family in Cebu.

April 7, 2009

6 Unimportant Things that Makes Me Happy

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 6:32 am

How can I say ‘NO’ to Meream? It is she who named her sewing machine Lorelai Gilmore and her comrade Emma carries a needle. She sweet talked me into making this list. =)

So here is my list of 6 unimportant things that makes me go ‘OOOHLaLa’

1. My newest addiction is the PropertyPress magazine. http://www.propertypress.co.nz/ I never tire of going over them pages even if I have seen them before. That or the NZ Herald property listing.  Imagining of changing interiors, planting gardens, repainting the exteriors… Give me a property press any day, and I can waste a full day daydreaming.

2. Long drives alone. A ride on the bus already makes me happy. The change in scenery is a natural high for me. I enjoy riding  jeepneys from Echavez to Banilad or the bus from Makati to Katipunan. Everyday commute is my favorite thing to do. I am drawn to stories heard and types of people who rides the bus with me. Mogawas akong pagka – tsismosa.

3. Sardines and Rice, McDonald’s Chocolate Sundae and Apple Pie. Coke. Yeah baby. Food will always make me happy. Maski pa ug buwad.

4. Cleaning the toilet and bath. Making it spotless and smelling of Chlorox. I enjoy this chore. This is the only time I suppose I get to use my OC  genes.

5. On days when my hair decides to behave on me. My Ultimate Nirvana. I don’t have the patience to iron my hair, so nature just needs to do magic spells some days for me. They are sparse but when it does happen, expect a day filled with high spirits.

6. Birthday cards. Written notes. I treasure them all. They just makes me so happy, I cry. And I have to say, they add drama to my life. A few days ago, I received a birthday card from one beautiful soul I met at Multiply. The card would have been enough but she went an extra mile to grab a CD to hush the tears on days when the kids are just so difficult to deal with, bills that are piling up for payment, a husband who can’t understand hormones. She is one of my angels on earth. She knows exactly what I needed.  No matter how unimportant you think it is, your genuine kindness rocks. Thank you Ayen!

 

and to all, feel free to continue on with the tag. Anything that makes one happy will always be important.  Happy Easter!

March 10, 2009

March Bliss

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 3:38 am
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thank you to someone up there!

Thanking God, Mama Mary and my angels in heaven and on earth for a deluge of birthday blessings

* perfect weather *  after 3 days of rain and wind, it was sunny and bright and lovely for my small birthday slash thanksgiving gathering. we were able to put the food table outside.

* friends * march marked my 1 year in auckland, and on my birthday we carefully picked a list of people who made a difference in our new life here. there was david and normita of course, alfred and dexter (remember the guys who gave me a ride at the airport to britomart?), ado flores and family who arrived auckland about the same time i did and are members of the sto nino group, ferdie esclamado representing the kbnz group, our neighbors, and my former landlady janet, also pam and jocelyn who are fellow theresians. it is amazing how our home was filled to the brim – friends after all are gems. i will need a bigger apartment to fit them all.

* more friends * i spent several hours replying to multiply, facebook and friendster greetings from friends who i love like family. they have been my constant companions late evenings and they have inspired me tremendously to go after my dreams tenaciously

* family * my mom sent me daily birthday cards with different pictures of sweets. (she made a habit of doing it even after my birthday, now that makes her weird and funny at the same time) my brother and his wife gave me a surprise call (kahilak ko ug taunton popcorn) my sister called and 2 hours did not seem that long once we got started (now very scared of the cost) thanks mom. mwah!

* inorganic * the glendowie and st. heliers suburb had inorganic days. roland and the kids (myself included of course) got ourselves a new blue & gray 2 seater, several baskets, 2 beach chairs perfect for the yard, 3 office computer chairs, trampolene, laptop bag, sofa bed, foot rest, metal cans for rubbish, a telescope for the stars (pwede pamuso pud), lots of stuff toys, bikes and my favorite, 15 stackable chairs that was used for seating our guests for the party. (what perfect timing) oh and a garden umbrella too. i love trash specially from our generous trasher neighbors (big toothy grin)

* 4 days week work * starting april, i will be busy looking for a 2nd job as our company have cut costs by implementing the new arrangement. this would be a good opportunity for me to try something else. no worries, right?

* lechon * got to meet someone who cooks yummy lechon (crunchy as) and maybe chicken inasal soon. just excited! food arouses, period.

* creative projects * roland has completed the proposed sto nino auckland devotees website. i love the concept. can’t wait to present it next week. proud wifey

* breakfast pancakes * insoy cooked the yummiest pancake (his own mix) with bananas caramelized and blueberries on top. i’m glad i convinced him to choose a course on food tech. proud mum wishes he does this every weekend. wink wink

* life * just happy that everyday i breathe. that i can do what i need to do in this life time. inspired by the story of francis m. as narrated by fil (read every single entry on his multiply site and i can’t help but be amazed at how much more he could have done) thank you! let us just all live more.

February 25, 2009

Lovely February

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 4:54 am

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February Blessings

* Passed the New Zealand driving theory test. I now have a restricted driver’s license. Full driver’s license next…pressure pressure.

* Insoy’s first article posted at the KBNZ website. =)

* A newly registered nurse in the family, Malou Abadingo-Genita. Mom Carol’s constant yapping over being Malou’s driver to and from hospital duty has paid off. bwahaha

* Basti placed 2nd for free stroke and 3rd for back stroke – Glendowie Primary School’s swimming contest – Small Pool Category (not too small though)

* My bestfriend Marilou finally into Facebook. I can now track her. And brother in law Paklot in FB too. Plus cousin in laws and former officemates. Even Roland is now in FB. Supergirls found there too. Yes, a Baranggay reunion.

* Pre Valentine Dinner at the Viaduct with Janet and Pam. The dessert was to die for. Enjoyed the Friday Night crowd too. People watching was fun. I’d have to say – this people have thick skin to wear halter tops on a cold Friday night. este frig brr

* We are hosting the Sto Nino for 9 days at the house. The nightly prayers and songs have started out hilarious. Roland pronouncing scepter as “iskepter” had the kids laughing non stop. We are into the 5th night and we still can’t get over the memory. Now we laugh at our singing off key the Tantum Ergo Sacramentum song… the kids are so looking forward to our nightly prayers and singing the full 5 verses of the Senyor Sto Nino hymn. It is a sacrifice keeping serious despite. Me the mananabtan.

* Roland getting back to his graphic designs. I prayed this to happen and I am no rush to push him. I just hope he does go into this full time. This is after all his first passion. For now, cd cover & invitations work.  OT slash Graphic Designer aint bad, right?

* Because of the little space in our rented place, we decided to put the dryer on top of the washing machine for space. Blaaagh it went falling down one night. Tough dryer still works but we had to buy a sturdy base to put it on. Finally, Roland put it up last weekend. Thank God for a handy man in the house and Mitre 10. Now it is secured and I now have space for a shoe cabinet. =)

* Happy news of the “honey” kind from Cebu. I’m glad that my family is enjoying the benefits of NZ’s manuka honey. We should try this too.

Thank you LORD. Thank you for friends who care and inspire. (A day is never complete without me making my blog round). Thank you for my job. And most of all, thank you for family.

January 7, 2009

January 7 evening

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 7:54 am

 

I opened my gmail and I got this. Now I’m wondering. What will come next? I hope it will not cost me both arms and legs. Oh my, this is stressing me out. Breathe in, breathe out. img_0036

I asked why? And he said, he just want to be a better son in 2009. 

I am relieved. I hope I can be a better mother too.

 

But first, he needs to learn to type faster than his thoughts. Properly capitalize first letters and use a period at the end of each sentence. Sayop na pud! =) Dukla nalang ko, please. 

January 6, 2009

January 7

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 11:52 pm

Back in cebu (I make it sound ages ago) I was never chummy with my boys. They would call for Daddy first. I left for business trips for months so it made sense that the affinity they had would be with the parent who was always around. Displays of affection were scant and required too much effort.

I slowly built on the relationship. Be in school to get the report cards. Go shopping with them. Help them with homework (which I may add – required a LOT of patience, in fact I should say a higher level of being). Drove them to school. Picked them up from school (este mommyla’s place). Played computer games with them. Went to the mall with them. Bribed them with DS games and TimeZone cards. Talked to them. Learned their lingo. Learned to love pizza and burgers. Learned to dip fries in soda. Learned their music and memorized lyrics so I can sing with them. Listened to their never ending stories (and learned to distinguish real from made up). Shared my world to them. Went on bonding trips just us without Dad. Watched Moymoy Palaboy on You Tube with them. Helped them with setting up a Friendster account. Laughed at their silly jokes. Even attended EduChild seminars so I can learn from other parents.  

But there was always a feeling of incompetence as I strived my very best to be ‘cool’ mom. They did not get the grades I dreamt of. Insoy has not lost weight despite going to see a dietician. =( They hide ’secrets’ from me. And most days I wished they were the talented and the most behaved kids that made it to the news.

Don’t get me wrong. I am more than proud that they can draw very well, create music and can easily pick up a tune, weave impossible stories, can swim forever, get to above normal levels in computer games, talk to invisible people (one was named Jim) and can memorize desederata BUT…I could well be the mom from hell.

I pushed and pushed for more. Bought a guitar with song books for Insoy and got him to play during birthdays (much to his displeasure). Enroled him in a tutorial to improve his math (despite the cost). Got Basti to join a singing contest (despite his imagined stage fright) and so much more summer classes…I am lucky they trust me enough to just go ahead and get it done with. I know it must be suffocating them, this quest for going beyond limits but I know this is the only way. Stressful it may seem.

I was certainly not brought up this way. Yes, I did have piano, art, and other ek ek lessons but there never was an uttered marked target for excellence. Somehow, sa kasuok suokan sa akong huna huna, there was the intention to always do good and make my parents proud of me.

However, I felt, with boys, I have to jam the idea into their heads. Itatak sa ilang alimpo. To do beyond subtle reminders that in everything they do, they should do it well with pride. The kind that makes them beam with achievement. I mean in everything. Washing dishes, cleaning the toilet, clearing the dinner table, doing their beds, even answering the phone.

I wonder if the reminders will ever stick. I tire of hearing myself. I tried lowering my expectations. But I just can’t. If I am not crippling them, I am crippling me. There is no center line.  The eye rolling & the long ‘i can kill you now’ stare cannot be done without me articulating with ipod volume clarity my rules, over and over (saying this 1 million times 1 million times).

 
But today. Today, I crumbled into splinters and melted like an M & M. I heard angels singing Gloria.

Insoy and Basti came to our room and greeted me a ‘Good Morning, Mom’ first. And I got the tightest hug and “thank you”.
For what? I asked.

“For loving us like you do and for always making us do our best.”

I so wanted to say, I hope you mean it by following my orders with eyes rolled.
But I stopped myself and instead just hugged them back. Oh, J O Y! My world made a happy spin today.

January 2, 2009

January 2

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 11:05 pm

Woke up late but glad to be greeted by a call from David and Normita. They are such a sweet and caring couple. I love that they are the yin to our yang. They have been our #1 supporter and our kitchen benefactors. First it was the pots and pans, then the electric kettle and for christmas, a rice cooker. Who needs lotto when you have friends like them. I still don’t know how I could ever ever ever repay the kindness. You two will be on top of the list of people we will be praying for. My dance on the feast of Sto Nino will be dedicated to you both.

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House cleaning was the agenda of the day.  We made room to a new toy that will occupy the already cramped sala. =) A foosball table from Ferdie and Jenny. A welcome diversion that I too did enjoy. Ahem, I won a game with Roland today. At last, a game I could win. Not for long though.

the foosball table now a part of the sala

the foosball table now a part of the sala

2009 is looking good from my end.

December 20, 2008

Para kang Senyor

Filed under: inspiration — konsuy @ 1:35 am

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I say that Christmas is not over until the Sinulog celebration is over. The Sinulog had always been a part of our family tradition ever since it started in Cebu. We actively participate in SNV’s fiesta celebration and the city activities. I remember the time when people would bring charcoal and smudge the faces of people on the street. It was fun but turned maddening when some used grease instead of charcoal. 

The SNV novenas would start as soon as the Christmas masses were over. We would have late night practices in hidden corners of the village because the other tribes might out do our choreography. It was controversial more than competitive. 

The SNV fiesta culminating activity would be on the 2nd sunday of January, a week before the Cebu City one. Yellow, Blue, Red, Orange and Green tribes would stop being neighbors for one day and turn into fierce competitors. We had floats, Sinulog princesses and queens and props that were always better than the year before.

Relatives from Bohol always fill our rooms and sala. It is an extension of Christmas reunions.

This year, I am happy to find that Auckland had been celebrating Sinulog yearly as well.  It is now on its 14th year. And for the first time, they will hold a Sinulog dance contest. I am excited more than ever to be a part of the festivities.  It would seem a lot less pompous than the Cebu City one but for sure it will still be as festive and merry.

And even more excited to see the Sto Nino don his new clothes direct from Cebu.

Mommy and Micmic, your labor of love will make the 2009 festivities in Auckland glitter. And to Senyor Sto Nino. Thank you for blessing all of us. 

And yes, we are singing the Gozos. Bato Balani sa Gugma…

What a good way to start 2009, don’t you think?

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