Aria

My truth in this family. 🤣

Haaay..

I am not a petite woman. I am so curvy literal. Costume ko today sa Halloween Party is Snow White. Nakakatakot diba? Hahahaha.

It's true. I remember noong nagdedate palang kami ng asawa ko, yun ang tinitignan ko. Paano siya mag interact sa bata, pano siya magalit kung irerage bait ko, kung papano siya with responsibilities. Magandang way of sanity checking din for ladies kasi you can always have a husband, pero yung magiging kid/s mo isa lang ang magiging biological Tatay so choose wisely. Hehe.

Napamura talaga ako dito noon. Hahaha.

⚠️ Emotional post ahead. ⚠️ Nasaktan ko si Mama when I told her, “Ayokong magkaanak ng marami. Hirap na hirap tayo noong nag-aaral kaming apat na magkakapatid. Ayokong maranasan nila ang naranasan ko.” Mama stared at me for a few seconds, ngumiti, tapos tumalikod. And in that moment, I knew my words had hurt her. Even my husband looked at me. Siguro nga, sobrang prangka ko. I could have said it better. I could have explained myself more gently. Because the truth is, I never held our struggles against my parents. In fact, I know that I am who I am today because of everything we went through as a family. Dahil sa sama-samang pagod, sakripisyo, at pagpupursigi, nakatapos kaming lahat ng college. We survived. We made it. Pero hindi ko rin maitatanggi na there were times I wished life had been a little easier for us. Maybe things could have been lighter if my parents had been older and more financially prepared when they started their family. They were only 19 and 24 when they got married. They were young, too, figuring out life while raising four children. But if I were given the chance to choose my parents all over again, sila pa rin. Paulit-ulit, sila pa rin. Hindi man kami mayaman, I grew up with a mother who spent her days at home nurturing us and a father who spent his days on the road as a driver, doing everything he could to put food on our table and send us to school. We had family days together, we have memories as kids how visible my parents were for events kahit pa saling kitkit lang kami sa mga exposure. I will never forget what my father told me: “Alam ko ang kapasidad ng anak ko. Matalino, magaling. Kaya kahit ipangutang ko, sa magandang eskwelahan ko siya papapasukin sa Maynila.” And that stayed with me. Imagine believing in your child so much that you are willing to go into debt just to give them a better chance at life. Imagine working hard, even when life gives you so little, because you want your children to have more than you ever did. Kaya kung may mga bagay man akong ayokong maranasan ng magiging anak ko, it doesn't mean I regret the life my parents gave me. It means I know how hard they fought to give us that life, and I want to make things a little easier for the next generation. Maybe that's what growing up is: understanding that our parents were also just young people trying their best, making difficult choices, and learning as they went. And maybe that's what love is, too. Wanting a better life for your children without ever forgetting the people who sacrificed so much to give you yours. Ma, Pa, kung may pagkakataon akong pumili ulit, kayo pa rin. Hindi dahil naging madali ang buhay natin, kundi dahil kahit mahirap, hindi ninyo kami binitawan. And I hope someday, when I can give my own child a softer life, you will know that a big part of that is because of everything you taught me about surviving, working hard, and loving your family. Hindi ko man palaging nasasabi nang tama, sana alam ninyong hindi ko kailanman ikinahiya ang buhay na ibinigay ninyo sa akin. I carry it with pride. And I carry your sacrifices with me, always. ❤️

Pretty sure galit sa gobyerno - kay BBM at sa pamilyang sinasanto niyo. PS: Between the two of us, mas parang totoong tao ako. 😂

Umabot na tayo sa pagiging artista Sara? Hahaha. Kuhang kuha mo na naman sila. 😏