No big weekend event in Manila mattered enough when going home was the order of the day to be with my mother. And every day that we were huddled on a video call, I would always ask her to pose for a screenshot. To read my journal is to relive the memories of Candida, to retain the patina of her love. Every time I was home for the weekend, Candida pampered me with love. I miss kissing her on a weekend and updating her about the going-ons in my life in the concrete jungle.

Source: Philippine Star February 29, 2024 16:06 UTC