To Kulong with Love

*Kulong is a sitio in my mom’s hometown Tadian where she counted most of her younger days and is where the family house was built. It is where my mom became grampy’s little helper, but actually a breaker of his carpentry tools. It is where the soil found my mom’s hands, where she got dirtied all over and had all the sudoriferous glands got wildly active and learned about little green things became trees and food. There live my old folks. When I get biped, I will pay them a visit… Today’s grampy’s birthday. I have in my imagination of the old folks in their usual day-to-day doings. Yes, today’s just one day that gets to pass, no fussy celebration on such occasions. Thoughts are enough.

September 9, 2016

Dearest Grampy,

Happiest birthday to you!

Love,

Catring

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