I have a memory of a feeling I had as a kid, the feeling of anticipation that came with family gatherings, especially during Christmas and summer outings. Tito Junior was always a source of joy for me. His light-hearted jokes and easy-to-digest life philosophies, reminiscent of Winnie the Pooh, always filled my cup. His insights were not only easy to understand, but they were great north stars -- take them to heart and they could guide you in the right direction towards a fulfilling life.
 |
Tito Junior and Tita Edna |
 |
hihi |
I remember how he once said something about every person has their own talent, and each one takes their own time to develop and flourish, I wish I remember the verbiage he used because it was funny, but it made sense. In a world where aunts and uncles would praise kids for excelling in school, Tito Junior's wisdom was a refreshing reminder that everyone's journey is unique, and that success is not limited to scholarly achievements or for that matter worldly achievements.
 |
Tito Junior's grandkids, exploring |
Tito Junior's mission in life seemed to be to bring joy to those around him. He would often regale us with his passionate Bulugita (his pet monkey) stories, using humor to ease any tense situations. And there was a pattern to his performance: after the jokes, he would cry. It was always driven by gratitude, his tears a reflection of his happiness and thankfulness. Family gatherings will never be the same without his presence.
 |
Tito Jun and Tita Edna hosted a lot of family gatherings |
As I reflect on my memories of Tito Junior, I'm struck by his deep appreciation for nature and the simple pleasures in life. He owned a charming house in the mountains, an idyllic haven encircled by verdant greens and fragrant pineapples. Despite the demanding landscape and river crossings necessary to get there, he would retreat to this sanctuary frequently, immersing himself in the grandeur of the natural world that surrounded him.
 |
the house in far away Tamala, I love it
|
 |
pineapples and Tito's shadow |
I can picture him, gazing up at the drifting clouds, marvelling at the vastness of the ocean and horizon, and basking in the tranquility of the open air and river waters. I too discovered my love for these simple pleasures and I am grateful for his influence in my own love for such pleasures. He also had a beach house and would invite people of all ages to ride on his jetski, further exemplifying his love for life and his generosity to share all the beautiful and fun things he knew.
 |
Swimming in the river
|
 |
he called his farm, Ocean view farm
|
I think he knew early on that what is essential is invisible to the eyes, he lived a simple life and found joy in the things that often went unnoticed by adults. It’s so refreshing to see adults get so excited with boat rides and road trips.
 |
he took us to one of my happiest places on earth
|
 |
a couple of years after this trip, I would discover majestic waves in this area
|
 |
Nanay too, loves it |
 |
mom and dad on the back of Tito's truck, best seats |
He was the one who named me Atcheche, and I am proud and thankful to carry his spirit with me always.
Photo credits: most of the photos are taken from Tito's tagged photos on FB, shoutout to Janra, thanks!
Comments
Post a Comment