GRACE, my Beck and CALL

If there’s somebody who would defend me between the devil and the deep blue sea…it’s undeniably my sister. She has been at my beck and call!

I just couldn’t recall an incident that we had argued on something--- petty or vast, although clashing with anybody in the family never occurred. Well, I had modest tantrums whenever the house was untidy, items were unorganized, or shall we say…my siblings had misbehaved. I own a paternal sound but I usually stood by my words…they just couldn’t afford to disrespect me.

Somehow, I influenced them to study well and carry the values that our parents infused me. Enough resources were accessible then when I started to work; hence, financing Grace’s education in College was effortless.

Prior to her being a mother to Josh, Grace already loved kids excessively. We have had a total of four adopted children (Chino, Agida, Thotie, and Reagan)…and all were indisputably taken care of by her as if they sprang from her womb.

She’s said to be our father’s counterpart…one who’ll reason-out blatantly according to her will, power and belief. A good cook...spoiled sis…and a responsible homebody.