For quite sometime, my family and I spend Sunday together. Unfortunately, these past few months I always had something scheduled on a Sunday, either a school activity or something which involves work. Luckily, I didn't have anything scheduled today and I was able to go with the bunch.
We attended mass at about 11am and had lunch at Savory after. Tasty, tasty meal. We did a little grocery shopping as well. After all that, we headed to my aunt's place and chilled there for a few hours before actually heading home.
My mom and I |
I definitely missed days like this.
Family is important. They're really the only ones you've got. They'd usually laugh at you but they'd never fail to help you get back up on your feet if you get yourself stuck in a sticky situation. Your relatives aren't the only ones you can consider family, it can be a friend, a dog, a cat, anyone, even though you're not really related to them through blood or genetics. As long as they make you feel at home and they can show you and make you feel the true meaning of "family", they can be part of the ones you consider "family". I guess everyday we should find time to tell or make those we consider "family" feel how much they mean to us.
“HAPPINESS IS ONLY REAL WHEN SHARED”
― Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild
Daddy Benny, food and Ninang Mian |
with my original mommy When I was little, my ninang used to say she was my real mom, she successfully brainwashed me when I turned 20. |
eating a "happy cookie" |
Mom and I talking about "bilbils"
Mom: Yung sayo, lil' bil. Yung akin, big bil... Yung kay Matt... Bil... ding.
*badumtss*
Enjoy the remaining hours of your Sunday!
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