Went to Batangas with my 3 nephews. Paid someone to row the boat for us to a nearby island. Phoned an effing resort many times until I run low in battery. Now going home to Tagaytay.

Is loving Gian very much.

I’m sick.

Mom has been in the hospital for two days now. Yesterday, she had a seizure and after a few minutes of being hysterical, she had a semi-dead pulse diagnostic. All are in tears. We beg for her to fight. She obliged. Resuscitated. And survived the night.

What about tomorrow?

This is the first day in almost two weeks that I got to smile the whole day. Prolly because the moster was out on a meeting. Yea! And. I. Love. Gian. Very. Very. Very. Much.