I had a blessing of a night with two very special dates.
And just like that, I totally snapped out of my depression.
I promised Mom I’d watch Kite Runner with her because we both loved the book and to be honest, reading it was so painful I couldn’t bear to see the film version alone. Papa was curious and decided to tag along. Even though he hates malls and watches all his movies on DVD.
We met up in Gateway, had paninis and pasta for dinner at Cibo. Walked around the shops for awhile. Drank Coffee Bean tea lattes and decaf and shared sugarfree cake for dessert. Mama, a typical Gemini treasure trove of trivia, updated me on Obama versus Clinton and her latest favorite Time Magazine articles. Papa mourned the death of Bobby Fisher and shared his usual pithy phrases of Capricorny wisdom.
We watched Kite Runner together and cried and sighed and loved the kite flying and the scenes with Baba. (Mini review: The young Hassan and Amir were absolutely adorable, the adult Assef was a total miscast, and yes, to me the book was still way better.)
We hugged each other goodbye.
It was the perfect date … plus everything was twenty percent cheaper because of their senior citizen cards. Haha!
What the heck was I complaining about just a short while ago? Being too drunk to think straight? What I should shout out every day is how lucky I am: that my Dad’s alive and well and almost fully recovered from his stroke; that my Mom and I are close and going off to see the Taj Mahal in April; that I’m young enough to work towards writing my own Kite Runner someday; and that in the meantime, I hold the uncommon honor of influencing millions of people through television shows I am still helping produce.
So thanks to my dates for making me remember I AM NOT A LOSER and I am not leading a loser life. And I’m sorry I ever said so.
Okay ang dates mo, ah! Sila pala ang nakaimbento sa iyo.
My Saturday night dates were…potential funders. Argh! Ubos na naman ang mga reserba kong wikang banyaga.
Dami mong magagandang plano. Salamat naman di ko nakita sa listahan ang Singapore. Hahaha!
Nothing like the parents to keep us grounded and positive. You have so much in you and of you to give and to share, you are far from reaching life’s end. Phase lang yan.
Meantime, I am so jealous of this nightly sojourn of yours! Trust you to reach this phase when I am sooo pregnant! Kainis! Try mo Goldschlagger next time. Its a high end tequila with gold flakes/dust mixed in it. Tatlong shot lang taob ka, promise! Hehe!
Luv u gurl!
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…
miss my parents…
now i think, i will ask them to come here…
waaaaaaaaaaaah…
or i’ll go there…
i will suprayssssssss them!!!
I’m glad you’re feeling upbeat again.
Minsan nga lang talaga natatakluban ng ulap ang liwanag ng araw.
Am glad the post got you guys to think about your parents.
J: India first then Shanghai then backpacking all over Europe then Melbourne and Sydney then Rio … pero tiyak pa ring babalik balikan ko yung sate tsaka Chinese carrot cake tsaka chicken rice sa Singapore, tsaka shopping, tsaka siyempre si flaminbug!
Gilda: Walang dapat ikainggit sa pagiging lasengga. Sumasakit ulo ko, nasusuka ako at alam kong bottomline e pinapatay ko lang sarili ko. Ang ganda ng buhay mong nag-aabang sa pagdating ng isang anghel.
Thoks: Sarap talaga ng may magulang pa! Sobra silang matutuwa kung isurprise mo sila sa weekend. Gawin na nating lahat habang andiyan pa sila …
Flaminbug: Hope things are looking up for you too now. If you were here we would have beat our record two pitchers of strawberry margaritas for sure, drowning in our recent sorrows. But really … we are living lives other people only dream about … try not to ever forget.
ay apo! nahilo ako sa itinerary.