Kaye's Notes

  With Daddy Gabby during the last celebrated anniversary he hosted for me with CDOTC. I passed by a Dunkin Donuts' outlet today and while I was getting my orders taken at the counter, I felt a little pinch in my heart as I remembered my precious time with my marketing mentor, the late Gabby Bacarro (who was NorthMin's Marketing Manager of Golden Era Food Chain Inc.'s Dunkin Donuts at that time) which later was fondly called by everyone as, "Daddy Gabby". It was 2003, I was a freshman at Cagayan de Oro College, when I met him and he looked at me dead in the eye and told me that he wanted me to join Sentrong COCean Theatre and Performing Arts (which would later become Cagayan de Oro Talent Center) and train under him for the guild's branding & communications. I remember that I was totally against it as I was studying a totally unrelated course but Daddy Gabby was relentless.   He'd be zoning countless hours to lecture and quiz me and my friends RJ, B

 I left for DavNor.  Today, I left DavNor. Exactly today last year.

𝑰 𝒌𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, "𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒚𝒆".  One death after another since 2021. Healing has been slow, nonlinear and overwhelming. One day, I took my Dad's leather belt to a repair shop.  I was asked why not buy a new one and I said, "Gusto ko nga naa ni sa mint condition para handumanan sa akong Dad" (I wanted to have it in mint condition as a keepsake for my Dad).  To which the salesperson said, "Hangtod kanus-a ka magluksa sa imong amahan?" (How long will you mourn your father?) I didn't engage further in that conversation, but to be really honest, I felt hurt by that question.  Later that day, I wondered if that was true.   While pondering about that question, I began to feel bad that I'm still grieving.  Somehow, I felt it's wrong of me to still grieve when it's already been 2 years.  Yet, is it really wrong?  To be fair, I have had multiple deaths in my circle that if I were to post every single passing of a family, friend and pe