iljb#120: Back to Basics – Philippines

I guess in with the new and out with the old…thats the new Makati Medical Center I assume in the Philippines in which I was born at. I hear its world class and its really nice. My mom was telling me that I was lucky that I was born in such a luxury life at the time…I was pretty much on a silver spoon or whatever my sister and mom were saying. Today, as I embark on my 120th entry, I’d like to reflect on the basics…where I came from and where I soon want to see my self be. This is a memoir of today’s conversation…one damn eye opening conversation with my sister and mom.

It was a lovely day in many ways – however, the clouds and fog were not backing down. My sister, mom, and I went to Monterey today because it was my day off. I thought of it as “I don’t do this often, so I’m just gonna do it cause I love em” kinda day off. I was also testing my camera in tweeting and updating with photos I was taking. I was being real silly with taking pictures in that I wasn’t being serious, surprisingly enough my mom was joining me in my silliness by doing silly poses as well. Oh mom. We went to 17 mile drive and just drove around and stopped. I thought to myself – fuck I wouldn’t wanna live here even though its nice – its just not my cup of tea.

On the way home, we got into the discussion of Elenita S. Binay, M.D., the current vice president’s wife of the Philippines, giving birth to me at Makati Medical. I was like not phased by it at first, but as the conversation went on – I was surprised to hear so much about my history.

So at the time, Binay called my mom telling her that there’s this baby. My mom and her used to talk about adopting a baby for awhile now, but because my mom was old already, folks told her she couldn’t. So she wanted to adopt. So with a phone call, she got me. My mom was telling me that she and Binay were close, especially because she basically helped finance Jejomar Binay, who is the current vice president of the Philippines, with his campaign to be mayor of Makati in ’88 or so. My mom was telling me that they owe a lot of debt to my mom and that if we go back home, she’d just have to call em up and they’d welcome us with open arms. She was telling me that Binay actually wanted to get me. HAHA imagine me…the vice presidents son. AHHH how would have that been right? hahah crazyyyy…would I have been gay still? LOL I dunno. Anyway, my mom continued saying that life in the Philippines was amazing cause we were millionaires and I was lucky to have been adopted by such a family. She was saying that we hosted all the parties, my dad supplied all the big time hospitals with medical supplies, my mom would have money in paper bags just lying around her room from different countries that she did business with, and we had 10+ types of help around the house. We lived lavishly and money was nothing. My mom told me that she even asked herself when all this would end.

It ended when my moms building, that housed her business, burned down. Then my dad was getting sick and she had to pay for the medical expenses. Eventually our family became bankrupt and had to move to the states. However, my mom was telling me that we should go plan a trip to the Philippines sometime soon because we still have money from my dads pension and our property that we need to sell back home. We could stay there for 6 months she said and we’d still be good financially. I had no idea. My sister started to talk like, “When we get back home I need a driver and a car.” just like that lol its nothing. My family was raised into privilege.

Forbes Park is where I was raised. Its a gated community in the Philippines where all the upscale high class people live. My mom continued that we lived next to ambassadors and such. Continuing on, she said the Aragones’s were established, especially with my relatives. My mom was the richest and well off out of everyone in my family. She said everyone leaned on her for support. Even here in the states, since we still have money in the Philippines, she supports our relatives. Thats “kakandangloob” if you ask me – out of her heart. But it was sad knowing how we had to leave because of debt. After my dad passed away, my mom couldn’t handle the business and folks weren’t paying for the medical supplies since they knew my dad was dead already. It was sad…

Then my mom was talking about how my Tito Pepe wanted my mom to come back because he knows she has connections with Jejomar. Tito Pepe’s son was murdered and it was a big thing in the Philippines in ’95. Tito Pepe want’s moms help to see if he could build ties with Jejomar. Its crazy how my mom was saying she hella helped him in his finances and endeavors when Jejomar was just a struggling lawyer. How she never denied anyone for money when they asked.

Then we got into talking about going back and how we wouldn’t need to have money for expenses when we go, because we already have money in the Philippines – enough to spend. I have about 4,000 saved from dad I think. CRAZY. 4,000 can get you a long way. But yeah…this led me to say and tweet, “I dunno if you know this, but I’m pretty much a big deal.”

Technically my mom is a big deal and shes legit. All these years I heard stories about her connections, but I guess it wasn’t until today that I was like whaaaaaat. I never knew all this. My moms like, yeah we should stop by and say hi to Binay and you can say, “Tita, na tandaan mo ba ako?” (do you remember who I am?) SHIIIT haha its crazy. So we’re planning this Philippines trip now and its crazy because I can’t wait…

My family reunion is in mid July…its about to be cracked out. Seriously…haha my cousins have no idea who I am haha. OOo thats another thing my sister was saying, the adopted ones in the family were the ones who worked their asses off. haha oOO and I could have had a lil sister =/ mannn haha.

Point of the story is…talk story is important with families…it starts with a simple conversation…I know more about my past that I ever did and its great. I feel a lot more whole knowing all this. Its nice…:D

SO…my family’s a pretty big thing in the Philippines ay haha. My mom said I could be a star in the PI, but what she doesn’t know is I already am here =] HAHAHAH

One Comment to “iljb#120: Back to Basics – Philippines”

  1. You are so right! Nothing like fam talking. I resently found out the names of my Granny dogs (Clavel and Negron), hum! for a moment I thought she was liying, then my aunts cooperate and says that is true. I felt like going inside on time to pick up the great memories. That is allways good.
    ~Great Love to You,
    Mirian from peelingtheorange. “)

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