Yellow Umbrella


No, it was not under a yellow umbrella in the rain. The day your father met me, I was a “jolog” before it was even a term. The new girl in class, I introduced myself as a big fan of Judy Ann Santos, hence, the mockery that followed.

Our love was neither instant nor easy. Your father and I had to do a lot of waiting to be together. And now, here we are again… anxiously but excitedly… waiting for you.