I am from coffee mugs, from my mom’s heels and my dad’s briefcase.

I am from the smell of cooked food at dinner.

I am from the daisies in the garden, the soil from the Earth.

I am from Christmas and hospitality, from Caroline, Bobby and the Leonidas clan.

I am from loud talking and laughter.

I am from saving for the rainy days and the early bird catches the worm.

I am from Christianity that prays every night.

I am from the Philippines, rice and adobo.

From the opening of presents, the family reunions, and the celebration of a debutant.

I am from a photo album where memories are cherished ad frozen forever.