MEMORIES

he was 27 and she was 21. they were neighbors in the city. he studied college and she went to school and at the same time worked as a nursing aide. she was shapely white and he was shiny dark. they fell in love and went to the province(my homtown) and got married on the 1st day of March when there is still no electricity and the road are still dusty . their love was intense and pure and was blessed by four kids - very wonderful kids - but has two miscarriages, first was when she was 21 - the baby boy was already nine month and is supposed to be given birth unfortunately it was a breach birth and led to a sad tiny tomb. the second was befor the fourth when he already had limited time according to the lung center personnel and now it lies cold in a bottle. their love story crawled with so much love and happiness and sweet memories that when he was 44 he bade adieu to rice literally and to life practically, that left her struggle with four kids. then the journey of begging and lending and working extra hard begun. she was not used to hard work becuase while he was still alive he provided for everything- everythimg - food, shelter, clothing (even he washes the clothes) cooked the meals, clean the house and just asks for rice subsidy from his parents and managed coconut, milkfish and cow farm and the enivetable