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Tahan na.
Recently, I made one of the best decisions of my life: I went home to the Philippines for a week to watch my best friend walk down the aisle. I spent ten days in Manila with my two-year-old daughter. That entire trip was transformative. I needed it for many reasons, but for now, I want Continue reading
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Resilience & Kindness
This question comes at the perfect time. I just started graduate school last month, and one of my first assignments was to ask ten people to share a moment when they felt I was at my best. Reading through their responses was humbling, emotional, and eye-opening. A word that came up again and again was Continue reading
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Without Announcement
The past is my safe space.It asks nothing of me and holds no surprises.No matter how much I pray, or hope, or manifest,there is nothing more I can change. There is a silent power in looking back to say,you have no hold on me anymore. Although deep down that is a lie,because I find comfort Continue reading
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Tequila Rose
When there was tequila rose in our fridge I would always sneak a glass. I’d fill my glass up with ice and pour an amount that’s “just right” — the sweet spot between my satisfaction and the bottle weighing the same. I’d take the glass to my room, and do whatever it was that kept Continue reading
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Glee
When I was in the third grade, I auditioned for the glee club alongside my best friend Zac. I remember us standing beside each other in the music room, waiting for our music teacher to begin auditions. We both prepared a song to perform. I forgot what Zac sang, but I went with the song Continue reading
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My brothers
I have two brothers. The older one is Miguel, but I call him Kuya. He went home to the Philippines for the weekend to pick up his family and move them to America. This is one of the biggest moments of my brother’s life, and I’m so proud of him. The same weekend, I received Continue reading
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Dear Amelia
Oh my, where do I begin, my love? Just the other day when you were giggling away I wrote “Mia’s laugh sounds the same as it was when she was only three months old.” When we woke up yesterday, you gave Momma the biggest hug. I love it when you wake up in a cuddly Continue reading
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It’s not about the Flowers
I love flowers. I fill our home with flowers. Even when I didn’t have my own place, I bought myself flowers all the time. My love for flowers began back in 6th grade. We had a three-day retreat, then when we came back to school, our school surprised us with our parents waiting for us. Continue reading
About Me
Hello, I’m Margaux.
The Whole 9 Yards 