My Early Years in Tagbilaran

If I close my eyes, I can still hear the echo of those days – the creak of the tartanilya’s wheels, my mother’s whispered prayers tucked into the din of the church bells, even the frenzied sounds of children playing during recess. Those early memories provide moments of innocent laughter that fill my corner of the world with so much life. These moments of loving and learning settled deep into my young child’s heart.

Dearest Papa and Mama

Thank you so much for all the sacrifices you made for me, Papa. The challenges, the hardships you had to put up with. They all have a special place in my heart. And most of all, thank you for the life you gifted me with.  I will always, always remember you.