Coffee Therapy : Brew Well To Be Well

Another dear cousin of mine just celebrated his birthday last Monday, I know this is so late and never will a chance that he’ll read this but it really doesn’t matter to me if he reads this or not. How old are you kuya? Are you 29 or 30 years old? I’m not really sure about it, help me out here.

What I remember the most with my kuya is he fart the loudest in the house, which by the way smells so bad and he had a smelly feet too that loves to display it near somebody else’s face. Hahaha… Hmmm! This is not to ruin your macho latino image reputation but just a little something to bust you on your birthday. Gotcha! Anyhow there’s no way of you to stop me here.

On a lighter note he’s always there to appreciate every food I cook. He’s my number one fan. Yeah! Hahaha… Belated happy birthday kuya Allan.

As early as today I already greeted her a happy birthday, I miss her, I know such a long time we haven’t seen each other and talked the way that we did before but I know that doesn’t change the way in which I look up to her as my sister. I just want her to know that she’s being treasured and I care for her. I love you ate. Hahaha…

I don’t have a brother or a sister of my own but she treated me like I was her own sister in a loving caring way and I thank her for that. Sometimes it is quite difficult having no siblings to share things with but she made it a little easy for me while I was growing up. This woman did wonder in educating me what a girl should have to know in dealing with things about womanhood and so on. Hahaha… It’s a wonderful thing I have come acrossed in knowing her.

Well this calls for a celebration, right?