My Smoothest Path

Your Highness

She has me all figured out.  She even advised my sister: “Mama says no. But ask and ask and ask.  She sometimes says yes!”  She’s five. You expect your first-born has prepared you to be a mother for life. The first-born is sugar and spice and everything nice. But somehow, the measurements were not as […]

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Kiss of Death

My five year old meant to visit her rabbit a few weeks back when we were at our farm.  She was so excited, as she had not seen Cottontail for months.  But our caretaker, oblivious to the fragility of childhood, forgot to warn me that Cottontail had died last month.  And so our happy road […]

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Why Farmers Live Forever

A bumpy Carabao ride, trees filled with the promise of fruit, pigs romping in muddied pools, dragonflies I couldn’t count, a gulp of milk from cows we milked ourselves, and feeding the ducks, that was our morning. It was granddad’s 82nd birthday and Wowo had spent his morning at the farm, up before everyone else. […]

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Sowing Patience

I might have just unearthed a perfect lesson plan for patience. Definitely not by example. I grew up in a city where everything moved fast. It seems like the only waiting I had to do was wait for next week’s episode of Alf or Small Wonder. But then that too vanished with Betamax tapes. And […]

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Best Party Ever

My little girl just turned 4.  And once more, I just had the joy and pain of making sure this one had her Bird and Butterfly party.  It’s difficult not to get seized by the mommy competition for “best party ever.” I go through the dilemma every year.  “Don’t lose the meaning in the celebration,” […]

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