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Zac
It’s quite difficult to put our friendship into words, when the term “friendship” feels like an understatement to what we have. We are also cousins in the closest degree, yet we find it insulting when people refer to us as “cousins” instead of “best friends”. How dare they assume our relationship is bonded by blood Continue reading
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Questions
It is 1:55 PM, Manila time. I am alone in the living room. Everybody’s home. Jared and Amelia are in our room winding down for nap time. Kuya and Merey are in their room. Anton is in his. Before taking a seat, I hovered over my journal. Should I keep these thoughts to myself? I Continue reading
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My favorite compliment would be when my family tells me how great of a mom I am. It means so much. I always love hearing that. Another compliment that stuck with me was from my best friend. He texted me last Christmas and told me that he had forgiven a friend of his. He said Continue reading
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Dear Amelia
Hi my love, it’s been a while. I am on my lunch break, and you are sleeping. You are already eight months old. You’ve grown two of your bottom teeth. You like balls. So tomorrow when I get paid, I will buy you more balls. You have the most amazing giggles. My goal every day Continue reading
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Baked Tahong & Inihaw na Liempo
“Gigisingin ako ni Margaux at Anton bukas, 6am”. My best friend sent me a video of my dad telling him that my younger brother and I are going to wake him up tomorrow at 6 am. He is drunk. It’s 3 am back home. My dad stayed up all night to drink with my brothers Continue reading
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You lose yourself in motherhood
…they say. I wake up earlier in the day to do some focused work. Feed the dogs if Jared hasn’t yet. Ideally, I would do five to ten minutes of yoga to get the endorphins kicking. I would have a moment of silence with my coffee and my thoughts before Amelia wakes up. Realistically, Amelia Continue reading
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Found in thought
The other night, we were driving home from our favorite hotpot place. It was a full moon. Amelia was on my chest, sleeping. I can feel her gentle breathing. Her hair is soft like cotton. I remember listening to my baby’s heartbeat through a doppler during pregnancy. Now, I can hear her little heart pound Continue reading
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My friend Mark
An old photo popped up on my phone the other day. It was a photo of Mark and I, taken back in 2013. We were sophomores in high school. It was PALARO (sportsfest) season. The most awaited event in our school. So as classmates we were on the same team. He was the captain for Continue reading
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One day
“One day we won’t have to say goodbye anymore,” I remember thinking to myself everytime we dropped my mom off at the airport. My heart broke a little each time she left. My mom moved to America when I was in fifth grade, and would come back every few years to visit my brothers and Continue reading
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My Amelia
It’s 2:38 AM. My daughter is on my chest sleeping. I had just breastfed her, changed her diaper, and burped her. I do this every two to three hours depending on her. It has been 9 days since the birth of my beautiful baby. I’ve been on a different kind of high. I’m the happiest Continue reading
About Me
Hello, I’m Margaux.
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