The church bells ring. But first, the alarm. One passes through this before one gets to church.
There is no tricycle.
The husband is not prone to drive at 5am.
The overnighters will be left alone.
The driver always forgets. It's not his business.
I like the 5am mass, not the 6 and the after every hour mass that's available.
Too many people after the 5am mass.
I like going to the Anripolo Cathedral.
It is huge and has a great following.
But I like the anonymity and the company of people who wake up at 5.
Yes, a bit of bad breath here and there but maybe they smell mine too.
No other church gives me the feeling of home.
No other church, especially not the subdivision chapel.
And they have no 5am mass.
But as I have said, there's no tricycle to pick me up.
The Sunday market beckons.
The ukay stores have new blouses or skirts every week!
I have to get some plants and cheap flowers.
I have to buy some organic vegetables.
I have to buy some mangosteen or fruits in season!
So maybe I also pray when I am happy and when I smell the rosal and camias and take them home!
Rosal is Php 50.00
A bunch of camias is 75.
Potted hydrangea 50.00
Mangosteen was expensive last Sunday at 150 per kilo
Cactus is 3 for 100
Louboutin sandals for 1000.00 brand new
Isabel Marant blouse is 250.
happiness is priceless.
it makes me saintly!
And husband likes to drive to the Sunday market
I tag along.
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| pretty louboutin that I never dreamed of having now in my feet |
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| mangostten, durian and mabolo |
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| hydrangea |
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