just came home
from the cemetery, to try to see how to set up the tent during undas...
it was already
crowded with people busy cleaning and painting "nichos' silently sat there
for a few
minutes..."Mama, may bago ka ulit kasama sa katabing puntod, pa'no ba
yan."
headed to the
public market, afterwards, thinking that my mall-bought candles are not enough.
I went with a bunch and with only just a few vagabond coins left in my purse...
no ulam...tocino
for lunch (always a staple to the rescue)
of course, flowers
for Mama
why is that during
November the roses never bloom in the garden...
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