We met when you where still a round ball in your mom’s tummy. The August of 1983, it was quite a nice feeling that you would come into our lives. As you know, in Manila, it rains a lot. Your mom accidentally was poked by an umbrella on her tummy and she was worried sick that something might have happened to you. As it turned out everything was ok. When you were born you were quite a famous little “townie” in Pittsford, NY. Everyone wanted to meet and greet you. The next time we met, you were 13 months old and I was writing my thesis. You were always a welcome break from the grueling demands of my final semester of schooling at the University of Santo Tomas. In fact, you are a dedication in the thesis book that was published and kept in the library of that university.
The next time we met you were seven years old. You enjoyed playing in the rain and swimming at a friend’s pool, and then time just flew on by, hearing little bits here and there of how you were. The next meeting we had was in February of 1997 when I moved here to (North America). You were in your own growing pains by then, so it was your younger brother who entertained me, but it was understandable. In 2000, you flew to see me and Jakob Dylan at the Bridge School Concert. In 2001, you traveled to Virginia to see me marry and even carried the rose petals.
Then years went by and the next thing I knew you traveled to Pennsylvania to attend Pitt. Auntie Chesca explains it right, “blink and before you know it 23 years has passed”. So on this day we (Auntie Gigi and I) wish you a great new year and several more great years. We hope to hear more of your travels and that we meet more often.
We met when you where still a round ball in your mom’s tummy. The August of 1983, it was quite a nice feeling that you would come into our lives. As you know, in Manila, it rains a lot. Your mom accidentally was poked by an umbrella on her tummy and she was worried sick that something might have happened to you. As it turned out everything was ok. When you were born you were quite a famous little “townie” in Pittsford, NY. Everyone wanted to meet and greet you. The next time we met, you were 13 months old and I was writing my thesis. You were always a welcome break from the grueling demands of my final semester of schooling at the University of Santo Tomas. In fact, you are a dedication in the thesis book that was published and kept in the library of that university. 
The next time we met you were seven years old. You enjoyed playing in the rain and swimming at a friend’s pool, and then time just flew on by, hearing little bits here and there of how you were. The next meeting we had was in February of 1997 when I moved here to (North America). You were in your own growing pains by then, so it was your younger brother who entertained me, but it was understandable. In 2000, you flew to see me and Jakob Dylan at the Bridge School Concert. In 2001, you traveled to Virginia to see me marry and even carried the rose petals. 
Then years went by and the next thing I knew you traveled to Pennsylvania to attend Pitt. Auntie Chesca explains it right, “blink and before you know it 23 years has passed”. So on this day we (Auntie Gigi and I) wish you a great new year and several more great years. We hope to hear more of your travels and that we meet more often.
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That was touching. Napiyak ako. Thanks.By the way, nice pics... where did you find the one with you and her? I know where you got the rest.
pards,
maganda.
Teddy;
Your blog about Allyson is so wonderful. It is a great summary of how she grew up and how she was and is loved by all of us. Yes, she just became a beautiful and talented woman, working out her dreams and putting into action her ideals. We really are so proud of her and so happy to see how she has blossomed into full womanhood.
Daddy and Mommy
That was great! Happy Birthday Ally!!
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