MISSING DITSE...

Since mid-October of last year our regular companion in the house (my husband's sister,whom we fondly call Ditse) who takes care of the kids and cooks our dinner left us (temporarily, I hope!) to join her son, a vendor in Divisoria. She does this every year, during this time of the year because this is when sales at Divisoria's streets are brisk with numerous shoppers swarming the place looking for bargains during the Christmas season.

It is also during this time of the year that we are left to fend for ourselves every night and sometimes end up buying cooked food that either tastes too bland, or may be too expensive. There are times when despite being tired from a long day's work, we had to buy food from the market and cook dinner ourselves upon arrival home ... and so I am missing her terribly! I miss her cooking...and her chitchat about the life and loves of our neighbors...I miss the times that I could just put my feet up to rest upon arrival home and simply wait for hot dinner to be served...

What's worse is that even if she left her daughter here with us to look after my sons and daughter - she's not much of an authority figure because she's only eighteen. And when my pesky daughter insists on not eating anything for lunch - she just lets her have her way - so my daughter is looking so undernourished now more than ever...I guess she needs Ditse here more than I do so she'll be well-fed once again...well, it will only be a few days from now and she promised to come back here(after the Santo Nino fiesta)... I just wish she'd come home soon!