They say you cannot choose your family. But if I could have had, I would still choose ours. 

The inventors of our weird names, ladies and gentlemen, Ernesto and Lucy! 


Quattro Marias. Ela, Kristine, Lucerne, Ernalou. Haha. Weird names 🙂


Home is where your heart is. And for all my existence, my heart resides with these people. 
Where I am now is really a result of my parents’ upbringing and the family’s relationship with one another. Oh yes, we were not always that happy. In fact we quarrel a lot. So what gives?
First, there is a deeper sense of love that brings us all together — and this is my mom’s biggest heart. The heart of forgiveness and patience for everyone in the family. The heart of sacrifice and just pure unconditional love. A heart that pushes her to prepare meals after a hard days’ work to serve on the table at the end of the day and make everyone come together for dinner. A heart that will never, ever give you up and never expecting anything in return. Sure, she nags. But you gotta give that to her for all the things she is putting up with, taking care of one stubborn man and four bickering daughters.
And my father, where do I even start… The discipline, PR skills and the struggle for excellence originated from him. I used to remember him and me, burning the candles for my Mathematics and Spelling Quiz Bees during the good ‘ol elementary days. I remember writing to my dad before, telling him to show more emotions and care and love for everyone. As most dads I presume, he was this stiff person who just provided financially and prepared us intellectually. He was never really the emotional type. But that was so many years ago. Today, my Papa is a source of inspiration, a confidant and my drinking buddy! 🙂 
Which brings me finally to my sisters. We may not be like each other in all aspects. Lucerne and I may like girly shoes while Tin and Ela paint the town red with their sneakers. How introvert Ela can be is actually an exact contradiction of me. While Tin loves the simplicity of Bacolod life, I dwell and lavish in the demands of this corporate jungle. How Ela can be so quiet opposes Lucerne’s hyperactive mode. 
But we all looovvveee Japanese anime. We have our pillows we sniff when we go to bed. Gross pillows same as our ages. We love donuts. We loved school. Ela and I share the passion for books and writing. Tin and Lucerne love to eat. I think we all love singing. 
So this is my family. My blood line. I may soon lose my kick-ass family name, Amechachurra, but I will never lose my home, my family. Because it will always be here. Somewhere probably at the left part of my aorta 🙂 

Red Balloon

Red Balloon
I just have to share this — amazing masterpiece! <3

Script by yours truly. 
Direction by Paolo Lindaya of Grilled Cheese Studios

Special thanks to —

Tep Lindaya, Bopeep Arcenas & Aby Wei as the girls at the park
Vince Utzurrum as Manong Lobo 🙂
Paolo Correa – Assistant to the Director 🙂 

Decision. Indecision.

Balot Crossroads“There is always a right moment to act.” – Aleph, Paulo Coelho

The month of March in my Paulo Coelho Day Planner is all dedicated to decision or making decisions, for that matter. Funny because it seems to be a very apt moment for me to be lectured on these things. 
I always believe in being at the right moment at the right time and somehow, this is another manifestation of it. In my life, there are decisions that I have been postponing to do. For what reason? I do not know. Maybe because of fear. Fear of regret or fear of not being able to stand by what I have decided upon; or simply because I linger in the idea that everything works out well in the end anyway and I do not really need to rush anything.

But once again, as if directly talking to me, I would like to share these snippets in my Coelho planner which seem to have all the answers to my questions


The warrior allows the decision to reveal itself. If he has to say “yes”, he will say it bravely. If he has to say “no”, he will say it without a trace of cowardice. -Warrior of the Light: A Manual

We are not the person other people wish we were. We are who we decide to be. 

Fear is understandable until the inevitable happens. But from then on, it loses all meaning. And what remains is the hope that we made the right decision. 
-The Fifth Mountain

I believe in signs. I believe in fate. I believe that every single day people are offered the chance to make the best possible decision about everything they do. A warrior does not succumb to fear when he goes in search of what he needs. Without love he is nothing. 
-Chronicle: A Warrior of the Light and His Life

The more I re-read all these things make me realize that decision-making is inevitable. That there will always be crossroads in my life and I need to choose the road I should take. And the path I take will define who I am and where I want to be.
In less than four months, I will be entering a new life. A new life of commitment and dedication. I know that I will be happy. Because at that right moment and right here, right now, I have decided. I have decided to enter a commitment in front of the Church and the State and the world to the one person who I have already accepted wholeheartedly and who did the same for me. 
This is a decision that will change my life. A decision I am reaffirming now without a trace of doubt or cowardice. People say that it is admirable for couples who stay together without having to prove love with a piece of legal document. As much as I respect that view and admire those people as well (take Johnny Depp for example), I think it is also another leap of faith to materialize an intangible thing because you know that you will stand by a decision no matter what the future brings.

Lord, protect our decisions, because coming to a decision is a way of praying. Give us courage so that, despite our doubts, we can choose between one path and another. -Chronicle: The Prayer I Forgot, Paulo Coelho