That party where I wasn’t invited

My 3rd degree cousin’s first-born celebrated his 1st birthday few days ago! πŸ™‚

Here’s the story. I wasn’t invited because they only prepared a little for very select few. They are not the poorest but they can barely make it to invite 5 more people. Filipino culture it is in the province that neighbors get the unspoken invitation first. But anyway, I forced my cousin to invite me telling her that I’d bring my own food, and I did! πŸ™‚

We attended the 1st birthday party of Xian who was not feeling well.

 

The birthday boy and my cousin

The birthday boy and my cousin

We walked a good 1 kilometer passing through the school I attended for my elementary years and the rice field where I used to walk back and forth to fetch for drinking water.

2 years of elementary education. I had fun running and tumbling and  became a person.

2 years of elementary education. I had fun running and tumbling and became a person.

This is where I learned to plow and to grow vegetables.

This is where I learned to plow and to grow vegetables.

This is where I was taught the Alphabet and reminded of Good Manners

This is where I was taught the Alphabet and reminded of Good Manners

We were taught to love our country and love one another.

We were taught to love our country and love one another.

We used to have a well around this area abundant with water. Everyone used to fetch water from here. This is where I walk back and forth, this is where I accumulated muscles and became literally strong! :)

We used to have a well around this area abundant with water. Everyone used to fetch water from here. This is where I walk back and forth, this is where I accumulated muscles and became literally strong! πŸ™‚

This is my dream house.

This is my dream house.

Blyf had a blast meeting her cousins and get to play with them. It’s for Blyf to know her relatives and know that she has loads of relatives, too! She is not alone.

Here are Blyf's cousins

Here are Blyf’s cousins

My daughter Blyf and her cousin Chelsea creating mess in the room.

My daughter Blyf and her cousin Chelsea creating mess in the room.

Pride hinders us to connect with people,Β friends and family and have fun and be happy. I invited myself because I know they’ll appreciate it. I’m not sure but I think I hated pride most of the time, though I can’t help but have it, too. Eliminating pride is not automatic. Yes, we walked home happy. Memories added to our Bank of Love and Happiness.

My cousin Ate Malyn and husband Kuya Jun with Xian.

My cousin Ate Malyn and husband Kuya Jun with Xian.

My husband with my sez and cousin. Oh, that smile! No, I think this is ain't a smile! :D

My husband with my sez and cousin. Oh, that smile! No, I think this is ain’t a smile! πŸ˜€

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