When I went home to Philippines last November, I decluttered and organized the drawers and pantry of our house. Yes, I find calmness and satisfaction when I clean and move stuff in proper placement. I found this mug and immediately sent it to my koyas. They were all surprised and amazed this mug is still present and kept well.
This is our Papang's beer mug. It is possibly older than I am, my siblings and I consider it an heirloom already. I carefully washed it, afraid I might break it. During my stay at home, I just stared at it and never dared to use it. Memories of my father drinking his iced- cold San Miguel Pale Pilsen using this mug came to mind. The happy, simple, laidback childhood life I had under the roof full of love, care, laughter and protection.
Hi Pang. Cheers!!!
Memories. Papang. Family.
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