Not Quite ThereBy Chit Roces-Santos
I’m a survivor. The closest I’ve been in harm’s way was in a fire next door, the concrete wall between us providing no sense of security. It marked the first time for me to take a risk, in violation of a basic rule of survival dad taught me: Never, ever volunteer.
By Fr. Tito Caluag
Several weeks ago I had coffee with a close friend, someone I met during my teaching years as a young man fresh out of college.
Emily’s PostBy Emily Marcelo
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My husband and I had been married for 12 years when his parents decided to live with us five years ago. I have nothing against them, but this arrangement is not comfortable at all.
Emily’s PostBy Emily A. Marcelo
I am a married over 50-year-old professional with two grown-up kids and a good paying job in the Middle East. I’ve been an OFW for almost 24 years and have been involved in a few flings with non-Filipinos.
Forever 81By Gilda Cordero-Fernando
Tina Quirino died some months ago of cancer. And a group of once-active Rudolf Steiner diehards got together for a Reading for the Dead. Tina’s best friend, Sujata Mukhi, hosted it in her lovely home in Greenhills.