On the early morning flight from Manila to Toronto (via HK). Deja vu!
Rama, teary-eyed: I miss Honey (the lola).
Me: Ayan, naiiyak na rin ako.
Rama: Crying Ladies tayo?
Crying Ladies happened to be one movie on heavy rotation on our DVD player during our short-but-oh-so-sweet trip to Manila.
And the tragi-comedy continues: I hand her a tissue. Which I pulled from my jacket pocket. Which was soaked in White Flower.
Arrraaayyyy!
I talk her through it and manage to curb a panic attack. (The trick was to let the tears flow. Washing with water will only make it worse.) We were both reminded of a scene in Crying Ladies where they used Vicks to bring on the tears. Except Hilda Coronel put way too much Vicks and ended up crying for real.
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Poor Rama. I hope she had a great time in Manila.
Hi, Flip. It's 3am, we're jetlagging, and Rama talks about nothing but how she misses Pilipinas and everyone there. I just have to be extra tender and loving these days, I guess.
You guys are back from your trip already?! My how time flies doesn't it... I flew back to London (left Sydney Jan 5, arrived in London Jan 6) via HK again too... and I was sobbing at the airport too... deja vu indeed!
Hope you're both coping ok. I'm struggling, but trying very hard.
Hi, R! Yes, it went by in a blink. Such a tease, these trips.
We are ok. Jetlagging, but OK. Rama missed her toys, here, too. So she's reconnecting with *those*.
Hope your vacay went well?
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