All posts tagged: OFW Family

The Sunday Currently, Vol. 24: Just the four of us

Making the most out of my husband’s short vacation

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The ring

To all the OFW families out there and couples in long distance relationships, who had to endure so much pain but continue to trust and love each other, I most want to share this with you… My husband’s annual summer homecoming came a little early this year. He usually takes a vacation in May, in time for our youngest daughter’s birthday, which also happens to be his (and his mother’s) birth month. This year, he timed it for our daughters’ elementary school graduation and recognition day, and close enough to celebrate our post-13th wedding anniversary, too. This is the first time he’s coming up to the stage for our Little Baby Z, by the way. He was there when our Big Baby A graduated from kindergarten though, and now that she’s graduating from elementary. As for our wedding anniversaries (March 21st and June 28th), it must have been seven or eight years since we celebrated together. The thought of going up the stage with my husband as our daughters receive their awards for academic excellence …

Choosing to homeschool

Our tweener will soon graduate from sixth grade and my husband and I have been discussing for months now where to enroll her next. We agreed that the standard of teaching at his alma mater, where both our daughters are currently enrolled, has declined and we have no desire to enroll her in the same school for high school. Not to mention we have seen very little improvement in our daughters’ school facilities and management over the six years that she’s been with the same school. I have also been on the lookout for better schools near our place, but have not found any that would really convince us that it’s good enough; there’s always a flaw that we could simply not overlook. I must admit that I have always secretly wanted to be my daughters’ best teacher in the world. To homeschool them would be a dream come true to me, but I have also always doubted my ability to teach them effectively. After all, like many moms, I, too, tend to be exasperated …

Counting the hours at Suvarnabhumi Airport

31 December 2015 It’s the last day of the year, the last day of our vacation, the last day before my husband goes back to Singapore while the girls and I go back to our home in the Philippines. It’s going to be months again before we get together as a family, and the day’s not turning out well. I was hoping that we could still do some sight seeing, have fun while we wait for our flight, make the most out of the little time that we could still spend together. Guess what, our flight is not until half an hour past midnight later, though my husband’s three hours ahead of ours. Now that means we’re spending about 12 hours doing nothing at this airport. Twelve hours! We’re in a different country, it’s sunny outside, and we’re stuck here! I’m not happy, and I’m venting it all out here. I’m sorry, but you just got to let me. Everybody’s reluctant to go out and I don’t understand why. Am I the only one who wanted …

The Sunday Currently, Vol. 5: First weekend in Laos

reading the titles and headlines of local magazines and newspapers in Vientiane, Laos. It’s a good thing many of them are in English (unlike in Bangkok, Thailand). writing key words down to help me remember some of the interesting things I’ve learned while traveling. listening for Filipino words that may be spoken around me. It’s interesting that although the people around me look vaguely Filipino, they speak a foreign language that are not even remotely familiar. thinking about what it’s like to stay here in Vientiane for at least a year or two, or maybe raise the girls here. It’s peaceful and quiet here, after all, and there are so many institutions where I can practice my profession either as an ESL teacher or PR professional. smelling the scent of wood every time I open the closet in our room wishing we’re experiencing the same weather back home, i.e., 19–24º C hoping to find a battery pack for my Nikon D5100 very soon. I have packed the whole thing, complete with charger and an SD …

The Sunday Currently, Vol. 4: A week after my birthday

reading Wonderstruck by Christian author Margaret Feinberg. I’ve been meaning to read this book, but because it wasn’t free on Amazon Kindle, it took a while before I finally had the chance to do so. I had to wait for months for its price to go down! It makes me want to finish reading it in one sitting, but I couldn’t. I had to put it down several times to reflect on what she’s saying in her book. For example, when I came across this page saying, “If God spoke creation into existence, should we be surprised when creation speaks back to us about God?” That single line reminded me of all the beautiful places I’ve been to, how wonderstruck I was each time I watched the changing colors of the sky as the sun set, etc. I’m not done reading it yet, but I promise you I will in no time. And, if you’re feeling down, lethargic, or restless, I urge you to get a copy of this book and read it! writing responses …

Praying in the rain

The past few weeks (even months) had been very challenging for my family and me. I have been taking care of my 82-year old father who has become very moody because of his age and illness. Last Wednesday, my brothers finally brought him to the hospital, where he had a surgery performed on him to remove both the air and water that weren’t supposed to be in specific areas of his lungs. Yesterday was my first time to visit him, since I do not have a household help and I still have two very young daughters to take care of (as well as pets and plants). I was having lunch at the outdoor cafeteria of the hospital (Philippine Lung Center), at the same time tallying the hospital expenses based on the receipts we have, when I received an overseas call from my husband in Singapore. Apparently, he had already been to a clinic because of severe stomach pain, but was sent to a hospital since the clinic could not handle his case. He was at …

“Time in a Bottle”

Our Big Baby A recently turned nine this October. We wanted to have a fun and memorable birthday party for her, of course, and I just realized that I was the one who seemed to be the most excited about it! I couldn’t believe how many times I had changed plans for her birthday celebration already, trying to come up with a small-budget Disney Princess-like ball. By the time I thought things were already perfect, I’ve already done enough, and everyone’s happy with what I finally came up with, however, I started facing new dilemmas. The first has something to do with the fact that she’s my daughter, my firstborn. That means I would love nothing than for her to enjoy her ninth birthday even if we didn’t have a budget for the kind of party we (or at least, I) wanted for her. I wanted so much of of what I had envisioned to become a reality and see her so happy! So when my husband pledged an amount for us to spend on her party, I immediately set …