. Her voice . The scent of her hair when she hugs me . Her hugs . Her “okay raka babe?” . Her “baaaaaabe!” . Her “babe palihug ra gud ko. . . .” . The scent of her used clothes and handkerchiefs . Her cooking (bihon, adobo, paksiw, paliyaaaaa, mga sinabaw, sunny side up and omelet, bagiou beans, fried rice, utan . . . .) . Photos of her and us . When she sings . Her reaction when I fart . When she farts . Her good mornings and good nights . Bedtime cuddle . Her reminding me when I will exercise . Her playing out loud Ed Sheeran songs (newly acquired) . Her “babe hilota ko bi” . Her “huuuuuuy baabe” or “amaw man ka babe” or “buang man ka babe” to my green jokes . Her “tugnaw babe, ang electric fan!” . Her concern for my health (cooks food and monitors me everytime) . Her “okay ra akong kilay babe?” . Her “dili ra kabang akong nawng babe?” . Her “ramen ta babe naaaa!” . Her “kapila naman tika i...
History shall continue to unfold, and my history shall end when I no longer unfold.