Last weekend, I was checking the files in my cabinet in Baguio when I came across some of the letters from family and friends that I received over the years. One letter that I read came from my cousin Riza. She was just done with her college enrolment at that time but she can’t understand the schedule so she wrote me a note asking me to help her understand those. She also told me her experiences during the enrolment…that she did not know what she was doing, and that it was only her mom who accompanied her. She asked me not to laugh at her ignorance about how everything goes in college haha! (And of course I did not. I know how it feels) She was apologetic for disturbing me because of her letter but at the same time demanding that I answer ASAP. I am happy that she survived college. Now, she is a full pledged teacher!

Another is a birthday card from Jen, one of my friends since elementary. In addition to the usual birthday greeting, she also wrote a thank you note for all the advices that I gave her and for being a great friend daw. Now I can’t even remember what she was talking about haha. I am just glad that I made someone’s day better through my simple words of wisdom (naks!).

In high school, when summer break comes, it is a practice of most of the students to ask for parting notes from our classmates and teachers. One note that I received in 4th year high school was from my adviser, Mrs. Lily Ferrer. She was wishing me good luck in whatever course I wish to pursue in college. She also advised me to apply for scholarships, which of course I did. I guess she knew then that money was an issue and maybe a reason for me not to continue my studies. But the Lord has always been good and He provides!

Now I remember another letter that I treasure until these days. When I was in 1st year high school, our English teacher required us to write a letter to our parents and have them reply. Yes, this is graded. So I made one and gave it to my dad telling him that it was an assignment and we are required to submit a reply from our parents the following day. I did that just before I went to sleep because I did not want to see his reaction and I did not want us to talk about it. You see, my family is not expressive of how much we value each other hehe. Anyway, the next morning, I saw his reply in our study table. I was expecting a short note but he wrote a long one and I really cried when I read it. Good thing I was the only one awake that time so my siblings nor my parents did not see me. When I went to school, I saw that my classmates’ parents’ replies were just short messages just to comply with the assignment. Deep inside, I felt blessed and I was proud of my parents. Of course I am, until today. I shall be posting that letter here.

As I end this journal entry, I would just like to thank all the people who have become a part of my existence. I wish you all well.