Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Reflections before the New Year

 I spent the last few days of December together with my family in a quiet, loving place in Dumaguete, Negros Oriental. It was a time of reflection and a time of joyful bonding with my family.

Dauin, Dumaguete (photo credit Amy Muga)
    I enjoyed walking on the Dumaguete seashore with my two daughters, listening to their stories and laughter, taking their photographs, joyfully filling my heart with precious moments with them.

Dauin, Dumaguete (photo credit Amy Muga)
      I loved the late night conversation I had with my husband and best friend Lex. After more than 25 years, I still find myself so much in love with him. My heart is filled with joy whenever I see him so happy.    

                                      Lex and my younger daughter, 2008
                                      at Silliman University (photo credit: Amy Muga)

     I first came here when my younger daughter was seven years old. It was my first provincial trip with her which we thoroughly enjoyed, visiting the beautiful campus of Silliman University, a university so dear to my husband's heart.  

    I took a snapshot of my younger daughter following his father in 2008 and just days ago. She is now nearly her father's height; my baby is now taller than me.

Lex followed by my two daughters, 2012 
at Silliman University (photo credit: Amy Muga)

     Hay, ang bilis talaga ng panahon. 

     It has been more than four years since we visited Dumaguete  and we returned together with our  elder daughter who likewise graduated with a mathematics degree like her father. I am thankful that we were able to visit this beautiful place deeply loved by my husband.

Silliman University Campus
(photo credit: Amy Muga)

My loved ones in front of Silliman University Museum 
(photo credit: Amy Muga)

     I hope to create more beautiful memories like these with  my family this year and the coming years.           

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