Last July, the Perreras family decided to visit Bohol for a relaxing summer getaway. I had been to Bohol before, but it was only a quick overnight stopover so I wasn’t able to see much. Luckily, during this second trip, the family made sure to see what the city had to offer, and allot enough time to enjoy the beach.
We, Filipinos, are so lucky. We live within reach of the most beautiful beaches. Case in point: Amanpulo. If you’re following me on Instagram, you would have already gotten a glimpse of this breathtaking island. Was it such a tease? Well, allow me to share with you more about Amanpulo now.
While most budding teens experience the ultimate Boracay graduation trip, I, on the other hand, was only able to visit the island with family. It’s no secret that I have strict parents. So every time friends and officemates would invite me to a trip in Boracay, I would decline straight out. I think the wild stories about the night life really made my parents (maybe more of my dad), worry every time they’d toy about the idea of letting their only daughter go to Boracay without their supervision.
This post comes a bit late. I had originally planned to release this on our 6th month mark, but well, we’ve been busy. Hence, the slight delay. Anyway, here goes.
They say the first few months of marriage is a new phase of getting to know your partner all over again. Small things you’ve never noticed before and behaviors you’ve never encountered in the past surface. And based on banter of elder folk who have long passed this stage, it’s a time for rediscovery, little quarrels here and there, and learning to do some old things in new ways.
So I’ve been dragging my husband into my love for photoshoots. Naturally, when asked again by a good friend, I said yes! Here are the three layouts we did. Thanks so much Nadj and JPaul for this fun shoot! We enjoyed being your muses for a day. 🙂
Friends
Oh, so many of them
To know someone but not really know him or her
What is now, what is in, what is viral
To know what to click
To know what not to click
Don’t be fooled by a like
Brand invasion
Truth made more colorful
The ugly even more monstrous
What is privacy?
Who is genuine?
Is this real?
I don’t know.
No one.
No.
Logging off
When was the last time she smiled?
She’d smile when Dad picked her up from school. Running to the car with her face slightly flushed from the afternoon heat.
She’d smile when Mom baked goodies. The smell filled the room and the cookies never lasted more than 3 days.
She’d smile when they were at the beach. She loved the sun and sea.
She’d smile when she had to chase after the dog. He escaped too many times.
She’d smile when they were all home for dinner to talk about the the latest in each other’s lives.
Today she smiled, too. I saw it. She was looking out the window. So I asked her what was on her mind. She said, “Oh, nothing.” And I drove off. I made her smile.
As I passed the trees,
With the sun sinking behind them,
I began to fall from now to a time not long ago,
When the world was a bit larger,
And I was but a frightened novice with new-found independence.
It was a time of trial,
A time of hurt,
A time of uncertainty.
While life seemed grand and full of possibilities,
I was inching my way into this big void.
For the longest time I was figuring out what it mean to live,
What it meant to love,
And what it meant to have lost.
But Time always comes to the rescue,
To teach us the many things we need to learn,
To aide us into fulfillment and confidence of who and what we are.
Then the world is less scary, more inviting.
It becomes the seat of growth.
And Experience then calls for casual conversations here and there.
We became good friends.
And as my mind started to float back,
I was greeted by the waning, pale orange sky,
The same sky I used to gaze at then.
But now it fondly reminds me of this transient life,
And that You know what You’re doing.
I started doing ab workouts at a very young age. I was probably 8 years old when we started doing leg races at the end of ballet class. And as I moved to higher levels, our ab muscle exercises increased in variation and difficulty. By the latter part of my dancing years, we were doing some pilates ab workouts already.
Micki Josue 