Celebrating Special Days
Posted December 13, 2006on:
Let me greet my own Paparazzi a (belated) happy birthday (12/10)! Here’s my brother Junnie’s tribute to the main man in our lives who molded us and taught us how to live God-centered lives: Paparazzi – the other side
We love you Pa!
Last Monday, the 11th, was my MIL’s birthday. There was a planned dinner by all her kids. It was just a small gathering of family and relatives. Jerry’s branch of the family (us of course) was there from early afternoon. And on seeing Jake and hearing him sing his birthday “serenade”, Mommy was all smiles. She was a pleasant sight to behold. We’re all glad she seems to have gotten over the blues brought on by Parkinson’s. And we continue to pray for her health and peace of mind.
Mommy (MIL) has remained affectionate of and concerned about my family in spite of her knowledge of some friction brewing in the periphery (blown out of proportion by a meddling person & concurred/tolerated by several others who should have known better but apparently did not know any better). I wonder who feeds Mommy the info, I wonder if the info is accurate.
When she learned about Jerry’s weekly assignment in Manila during one of our visits to her, she asked me if everything’s okay with me or if I don’t mind handling our home, kids and work, all by myself. Aw, sweet… I told her we’re managing. It’s not a new set-up to me after all, since I’ve been used to Jerry’s frequent trips (locally/internationally).
(Rant alert) Mommy’s concern is genuine and runs contrary to the belief of some quarters who say I don’t do my wife and mother duties well, who question our parenting style, who belittle our dedication at work, who question our every motive, or who call up my own parents to tell on me for something really silly (hahaha!), etc. etc.
Really now… We’ve been together happily for more than 15 years, even more than our detractors’ (failed/dysfunctional) marriages. Jerry and I have talked a lot of times about the situation. We both agree that it doesn’t matter what others say, as long as we’re not guilty of things others do i.e. harassment thru blogs and text messages, false and malicious accusations, immature name-calling, or character defamation (all because of the word “bullsh*t”), etc. etc.
We know where we stand. We’re so thankful to God that we have a normal family and a happy marriage, we live comfortably, we mind our own business, we have excellent kids and we have been blessed generously in sooo many ways.
My message to those who think otherwise (you know who you are)…
Deal with it. You and company, stop sending text messages like you are the aggrieved here, because you’re not. All of you have done more harm than good. Capisce?