The last time I saw Ate Cyn was most probably when I was 5 years old before we moved to Manila. Even though I was quite young and it almost seems like a lifetime ago, it's the little things I shared with Ate Cyn that have a special place in my heart and I cherish especially now.
I remember how I refused to take a nap in daycare and preschool, so she and my other ate's would take turns to pick me up before nap time to go home.
I remember her baby-sitting me usually with Ate VJ. The both of them used to call me "fife" (I have no idea why- till this day). I remember playing hide and seek with her, climbing on the counters, hiding in the kitchen cabinets, running up and down the stairs like crazy chasing me, making little crafts with clothes pins, glitter, googly eyes and colored pipecleaners.
For things I barely remember, there are pictures to remind me. Like going to Oakland A's games when I was around 3 or 4 years old. Birthdays and parties I was too young to acknowledge with her always carrying me or her guiding my tiny hands with a bat to knock out the Barney piñata, sliding and swinging in the park, trips to LA, Disneyland and Universal Studios, going to the beach, visiting the Golden Gate Bridge, and her making sure I had my little green pony right beside my seat for long trips.
The last time all of us Pesigan cousins were complete in Manila, it was in 1992 for our Lola's 80th birthday. That Christmas we all attended the annual Estacio reunion and I was tagging along, almost literally attached to Ate Cyn's hip when they did a little performance in nun costumes!
Little things that sometimes make me wish we didn't move so far away so there could be more of. But at the same time, I'm glad that even for a short while, Ate Cyn was a part of my life.
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