My Tatang. He would have been 90 years old today. I've been thinking about him a lot lately. Partly because of his birthday but also because of some other reasons. How I wish he and my Nanay are still around. But they're not. All I can do is just talk to them the best way I can. It's been more than 10 years since they left but I still think of both of them regularly but it's particularly hard for me on their birthdays.
I've been planning to write this post since the time I woke up this morning. I just find it hard to concentrate so I'm posting it this late. I know he won't be able to read it but I still want to acknowledge his supposed to be '90th' birthday. Maybe my Nanay had a special party for him wherever they are.
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