Thursday, May 18, 2006
It began to drizzle as I was on the way to UP.
By the time I met up with Kitty at the campus library, the rain drops were noticably bigger. And when we reached Beach House for her birthday lunch, it was pouring.
The day before, I had been looking at the sun-scorched water lilies on the opaque, plastic bag-infested Pasig River. Thinking of how nothing, not even plants surrounded by water the whole time, escaped the brutal heat.
But, as we sat down to have a late lunch at the Beach House, the torrent thundered on the tin roof, the view beyond the windows was washed out by sheets of silver.
I'd like to think that, at that moment, the season changed.
And we were there when it happened.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
This year, though the climb had been challenging, the path not always paved in gold, you found the strength to take things in stride. And skip off on your merry way.
I wish you all the best as you take the next step. Happy Birthday.
Now, go have that cigarette break - you deserve it.