I had a seven-year affair with a woman 32 years my senior. I met her right after I graduated from college, a case of serendipity because by then, she was separating legally from her gallivanting husband. She was managing her father’s business while I was just starting out in life.
I’m 28 and the youngest of three siblings. I have been working for a government agency since graduating from university, but after years of employment, I began to think of embarking on a different career path. I want to do something else, as I cannot envision myself in the same profession for years and years to come.
I’m 42 and retired from being an overseas Filipino worker last year. I am financially stable now, thanks to some business and investments I’ve made. I have more or less achieved most of my dreams, except one. I don’t have a child of my own. At 30 and two years into my marriage, we found out that my wife would not be able to bear a child. We ended up adopting a boy who is now 15.
I’ve been married two years, but my husband and I are living separately due to our work. He is in Manila while I am in the Visayas. We’ve actually had this arrangement for three years, even before we got married. We were okay with this setup until last year.
The irony of life. I have never understood this cliché more so than I do today. As I celebrate the beautiful birth of our third child, I find myself simultaneously having to grieve the painful loss of my loving father. Countless times I’ve heard people’s consoling words: “He is in a much better place today.” While I appreciate the sympathy and I know in my heart that it is true, it can’t erase the hurtful picture in my mind of my father never having been able to hold his newest grandchild in his arms.
I am a 43-year-old single mom to an eight-year-old daughter. My husband died eight years ago, before our daughter’s birth, and we’ve been living with my parents since. I am working as a school nurse and my salary is really not enough for us.
Didn’t President Benigno Aquino III (P-Noy) look like a 52-year-old teenager as he admitted before the news camera that he’s been dating Grace Lee? He seemed to be blushing, and had that bashful twinkle in the eyes. “Blushing?” he said. “Must be the lighting.” (News video? Lighting?) Anyway, whatever, he couldn’t mask the kilig.
I am an OFW and about to turn 35 with no boyfriend. The pressure to get married from family and friends is intense. Eight months ago, I met a 31-year-old guy online and have been chatting with him almost every night. We’ve “talked” about everything you can think of, including marriage, the type of wedding we like, etc. I have fallen in love with him and my friends actually think we are in a relationship already. He is fond of sending me links of songs that I am hopefully reading as romantic lyrics he is singing from his heart to mine.
You say in your columns that if a guy likes a girl, the girl would know it even if she is asleep. Or that, if a guy likes a girl, even if the guy be a priest or a saint, he would still let that girl know that he likes her. Could you be more specific? What are the definite signs that a guy likes a girl? How would a girl know for sure that a guy likes her?
As an avid reader of your column in the Sunday Lifestyle of the Inquirer, I am amazed at how contradictory a society the Philippines is. I am a resident foreigner in this country, and it perturbs me how rife the level of denial and hypocrisy is. Case in point, your latest column, entitled “Amazed at illicit relationships among OFWs.”
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