January 30, 2016
If I could keep a pocket of time in 2013, it would be the first few weeks after Brysen was born. Kuya shared numerous stuff online about Brysen. He was so cute, infectious. My favorite is that Facebook post about how they had similar ears. It was just a fun time, seeing how happy and proud Kuya was. For 2014, it would be that Guam airport parking lot moment when I first met Brysen in person. His teeny body in my arms, his round face inches from mine, his baby smell assaulting all the bad things out of my system.