Ninya Buenavidez
I GIGGLED WHILE watching Donya Celestial measures the dry ingredients carefully. She is attentively doing it like trying to perfect the banana bread we are making. Pinili ko yung mas madali at hindi siya mahihirapan.
“Donya Celestial, you don’t have to perfect it!” I snapped and moved closer to her. “You can never perfect it. Minsan mas masarap pa nga yung resulta kapag may ilang pagkakamali,” I babbled and took the measuring cups to also measures the liquid ingredients.
“Just like in marriage. Right?” Natigilan ako saglit at napabaling sa kanya. “Relationships aren’t perfect, pero yun ang mas nagpapasarap sa pagsasama. Yun ang mas nagpapatatag.” She now glanced at me and smiled warmly.
“Yeah, hindi naman maiiwasana.” Tumikhim ako at inabala ang sarili sa ginagawa.
