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Monday, January 12, 2004

This is love, according to Dinah Rose Baseleres-Ladia...



... They disagree on many things, and yet they kiss in the kitchen. I know the ghosts of their past haunt them still, but I read their love letters tucked under their mattress. “My nights are cold without you,” my father writes to my then 38-year-old mother while she was away finishing her masters. Sometimes she says to me in exasperation, “I’ve given your father over two decades of my life and I think that’s enough,” but every other thing she does says a hundred years wouldn’t.



These days my father spends his Saturdays among the many fruit farms he owns in the mountains of Bohol. Sometimes he takes my mother walking under the mango trees. Sometimes she spends her Saturdays by herself at home. I think of them and wonder if we are ever really certain. Or if real love means loving one day at a time, for all the days you can manage to gather in your arms.


Beautiful.


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