Mom's World of Arts and Happiness

While others are sad that Typhoon Falcon is here and it’s raining cats and dog; here I am singing. Yes, I’m singing because rainy season is something that brings back happy thoughts, this happy thought is my beautiful moments with my mom. Rainy season is the time when my bond with my mom is most precious.  I live in Divisoria, literally and figuratively.  My mom is a street vendor and my father is a construction worker. Tatay lives where his project is located while we lived in the make-up house in the middle of the street.  Since we do trading day in and day out; it is much easier for us to live at our small stall as well. I am not ashamed to tell everyone that I am a street vendor during my younger years (all the people who know me, know about that part of my life). I am the eldest child and it is just normal that I helped my mother in any way I can. Rain or shine, we sell and we don’t let one another down. Rain comes in different stages. There is time ...