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Remembering My Grandparents

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Grandparents Day

A Grandmother thinks of her grandchildren day and night, even when they are not with her. She will always love them more than anyone would understand.

–Karen Gibbs

Written by MattAndJojang

September 13, 2015 at 7:57 pm

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  1. I see that you’ve tagged this with Grandparents Day. I don’t believe we have that here, or, if we do, it became popular after my grandparents were gone and I just don’t know. The photo is wonderful — what a treasure for you to have.


    September 13, 2015 at 8:40 pm

  2. Linda, I think having a Grandparents Day is a great idea. It gives us an opportunity to remember our grandparents. I, for my part, was fortunate enough to have such loving grandparents, both from my father and mother’s side. But I’m especially close to my maternal grandparents, since I stayed and grew up with them.

    My maternal grandmother was a simple but loving housewife, who take care of the needs of her family, especially my grandfather and our family when we we’re staying with them. One thing I remember about her is her delicious home-cooked Spanish dishes (her father was a Spanish migrant who settled in the Philippines). Her recipes were so good that my aunt used it when she put up a restaurant.

    Later on, I again stayed with them when I started working as an IT professional in Manila. Our family was staying in Baguio, which is a small city 250 kilometers from Manila. I had to work in Manila, because more jobs were available there. IT people are notoriously well known for keeping long hours in the office — 12-hour working days are normal for us. But even if I usually went home late, there would be a warm, home-cooked delicious meal waiting for me. She always thought of me.

    Later on in life she had Alzheimer’s disease. Her memory was almost gone and she couldn’t even recognize her own children! But each time I visited her face would light up and she would mention my name.

    When I was growing up, my grandfather was always away. He was busy with his job; first, as ship captain (he’s a Master Mariner) for an international shipping company, and then later as a harbor pilot. But when I was working in Manila, he was already retired and stayed most of the time at home. A quiet and introverted man, he always kept to himself, occupying himself mostly with current affairs. I remember him having a small corner near the kitchen. And most of the time he would be reading Time and Newsweek magazines, or watching the news on TV. (By the way, my Mom tells me that I probably got my introverted nature from my grandfather).

    We rarely spoke to each other. For one thing, old-school, Spanish ways of doing things were still in effect in my grandparents’ home. And one of the things we were supposed to do is not to talk to our grandparents, especially my grandfather, unless we were spoken to first. However, that rule was not applicable to our grandmother, because she was the opposite of my grandfather. She was a gregarious, outgoing person who loved to relate and talk to other people.

    But there were times that my grandfather will call me to sit at his table near the kitchen, and he would tell me stories about himself from the past. I was amazed by the sharpness of his mind and the clarity of his memory. Needless to say, I treasure those times, because it was during those times that I really came to know him.

    One last thing was the generosity of my grandparents. Since they were a little well-off from most of their other relatives, most of their relatives from the provinces would request them if they could house their sons or daughters in Manila as they pursue their college studies. I’ve never known them turn away a relative or even a friend. In fact, aside from from housing them, sometimes they would even help financially in their tuition fees and other needs.

    Now that they’re gone I really miss them…



    September 16, 2015 at 11:38 am

  3. Lovely picture and thought love it. God lives in our Parents……An interesting post on the concept of God at ..


    September 18, 2015 at 10:35 pm

  4. One of Christianity’s greatest insights is that somehow God is like us. In fact, he took human form and his humanity is a reflection of his divinity. Besides, Father is the most common name of God in Christianity.

    Yet no concept or idea can fully describe him. In the end, God is a mystery. To my mind, that’s the point of the post when it asks the question: “Why cannot God be darkness?”

    In the final analysis God is darkness to our mind, because our finite minds can never grasp or fully understand an infinite God. This is what the mystics of my Christian tradition teaches us; but not only Christian mystics, also mystics of other faith-traditions as well.

    Thank you for visiting our blog and sharing your thoughts with us…



    September 19, 2015 at 9:28 am

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