Lola's Old Singer Sewing Machine

2010-05-20T11:05:00.000-07:00

I wrote an entry in my Gratitude Journal about Lola's Old Singer Sewing Machine. (Click on the link if you want to see it) But nonetheless, I'd share snippets of it here:

Ahhh, I miss you, Lola…

Aaaahhh good ol’ memories of warm childhood summer afternoons, barefooted and sitting on the floor in the corner of her room by the narrow secret door…seeing the orange sun rays spill through the huge capiz windows and unto the wide wooden floor planks in long and stretched out rectangular patterns, hearing the floors creak in a very soothing way, smelling the ancestral dust of the old house, while almost being lulled to sleep with the steady drone of that sewing machine as the maid pedals away and alters Lola’s linens —- chu-chug-chu-chug-chu-chug...almost like a far-away train that never approaches.

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2010-05-06T13:23:00.000-07:00

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I AM ME...A BREATHING SYMPHONY OF THE HUMAN DICHOTOMY...HAPPY TO BE ME!

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the

intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather

to skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - body
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No, not the Swiss Miss

2009-06-05T16:02:00.000-07:00

but this...

I smelled hot chocolate permeating the air at work today. Surprisingly, it's not the usual hot chocolate that you buy in powdered form. It smells so much of the tsokolate that my childhood is made of...

4:00 pm in a warm summer afternoon

the sun is spilling through our capiz windows

I'm playing in our caida

It's so quiet I hear the occasional creak of our wooden floor

I walk barefoot

I smell dust

I smell the smell of our old ancestral house

Then I smell the hot chocolate in the air.

Our cook, Nanay Ana, is preparing our merienda

Tsokolate...made from Tablea

I hear my Lola's voice

It's such a warm feeling that up to this day,

fifteen years since her passing,

I still know that voice.

Comforting, yet strict

Serious

Scary

But boy, I miss her laughing fits on the dining table

I can still see it all in my mind. Her blush, her smile, her hand covering her mouth with a servilleta. She could barely breathe from happiness. The gold on her front teeth.

Those moments are rare.

So they are precious.

I'm happy I still have them all in my heart.

I miss my Lola.

It's amazing how most of my childhood memories go home to thoughts of her. Even that smell of hot chocolate in the air.

Steel Magnolia

Lola's Old Singer Sewing Machine

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No, not the Swiss Miss