Let the light pierce through the darkness Close all old accounts, turn a new leaf Re-learn that old lesson of friendship Kill nor be killed, settle for lessening Amidst us of this fossilized hatred
Babsy
is my nickname
Perhaps that time has not come yet when our, Gods would listen to the beats in our hearts, peace and happiness spread their glow, perhaps we would have to force Mother Time?.
What I Did Last November 1
I just want to share what I did last November 1, that is a month ago.
So the morning, my family went to the Oton cemetery in where relatives of my Mom are being laid to rest.
When we arrived, there are still a few who are doing some cleaning and repairs which was supposed to be done days ago. This was the first time that my family went there morning, usually it would be afternoon or evening.
We have relatives that I don’t know where their place is, so I just lit a candle for them at the “Campo Santo.”
My son and daughter is really not aware what cemetery is for, so whenever they see me, they wanted me to take their pictures.
In Oton cemetery, this is where we usually visit;
My grandfather who I love and loves me so dearly. A known manghihilot in our area while he still have the energy to do so. With him is his 2nd wife, a sister or my real grandma.
My tito and cousin.
They are my relatives on my mother side.
Right after we lit candles and said our prayers for our dearly departed in Oton, we went home to leave my children and immediately go to Guimaras.
In Guimaras, this is where we usually visit;
This are my relatives on my father side.

My Lolo, who is the brother of my grandma and my Tito who is the brother of my dad who usually cooks fried chicken for me.

My great grandmother and her siblings.

My great grandmother is one of the few relatives of my Dad that is close to my Mom’s heart.

After that we went back home to Oton. It was a tiring day, but fulfilling one.
All Saints Day 2008
Today is All Saints Day, and it is a Filipino habit to go to cemetery to light a candle on a burial grounds of our loved ones.
Here are our pictures taken this evening.
Maybe you are wondering where I am in the picture. Sadly, there was no one to hold the camera but me. So, I was the official photographer during the event and because of that, I am not on the pics.
As we arrived home, TV shows are about ghost and scary stories. My daughter is a scared and this is how she deals with it.
She uses a paper to block her sight from seeing scary things on the TV, but you may notice that she is still looking at it.
I think most of us are like her, we may not like or want what we see but for curiosity sake, we look at it.
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