This blog is dedicated especially to my two sisters who are in distant places- living their respective lives with their respective families…. That because of the distance, sporadically can they find the luxury of updating themselves with even the minute happenings of our day to day lives here in Cebu.Consider this: Sometime in the middle of April- after craving for some excitement in my nerves, and feeling a gulp of boldness from my palate; I did the boldest thing I can ever do in my lifetime for the time being. Oh no! Not the slides by the pool. That is still too much of an asking from me. I cannot do that still. Remember I only got that unexpected courage twice when Christian was here. I must have misplaced that courage now that I could not find it anymore. It’s not about diving in the pool either. Those are just too much. Come on! Be imaginative for once! Think of something that maybe easy for you- yet difficult for me.
Oh yes, I did a milestone! After over 20 years, finally I had conquered whatever it is that had stopped me from taking this. Oh yeah, I had a glass of milk! Isn’t that amazing? This may sound really childish to you, and I can’t blame you. But you just have no idea what I had to go through before I could finally make up my mind to allow not just a drop of milk to touch my lips. It was an entire glass actually. Small glass though, but still full.It took alot of effort in my part considering that disliking milk per se is something I had acquired from my Nanay which she in turn got from her Mama- my Lola. And among the seven children in the family, only two can actually drink milk all the way down and take it like a manna from heaven. And these are Linus and Jacy. They can very well pass as a milk endorser with the way they crave for it, like how everyone else thirsts for Pepsi on a hot summer afternoon. Linus would even sneak in to the kitchen, open the refrigerator, look for milk and drink it from the bottle.
But that’s not me. This is just my satisfaction for now. No matter how small, it is still a step. At least I have moved forward, huh? Right after that night I felt happy- like I had achieved something impacting in my life somehow. It may not be that I vialed a universe, but with something- somewhere in my mind that kept me in abhoring milk for a long time, I must say that I made a milestone in a glass…OF MILK.
