Extrajudicial killings (EJKs) resonate very strongly with me, though I hardly speak up about it. I suppose it comes from the experience of having lived through it not just once, but twice, and losing three very close family members in very violent deaths.
In December last year, I wrote about the 82 Days of Christmas project that the Assumption College High School Class of ’82 class launched for their beloved batchmate, Pilar Bustamante Estrella. At the time, Pilar had been battling cancer for 10 years.
Lately I’ve been spending a lot of time with the super seniors—those who are 75 years old and...
In your 50s, it’s so much easier to surrender the outcome, and to be at peace with whatever the outcome is
Alex Tizon was not just an extraordinary storyteller with a Pulitzer to his name. He was, by all accounts—through the life he lived and the stories he told—a truth-teller about forgotten people.
It’s that time of year when I get all my health exams done, that week or two before I mark one more year on the calendar.
I have nothing tangible that belonged to my father. They are all in my mother’s and brother’s possession. But when I look into the mirror each day, I see my father so clearly. I have his eyes, I have his nose. No one can ever take that away from me.
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