WHAT USED TO BE OUR SANDBOX.

(sandbox: n. A low box filled with sand for children to throw and play in. )

This is how it is to write about you. Haha. Besides, we know that aside from the many, many other things mundane (like what appetizer to eat or you finishing up the coffee i always forget to drink!hehe) and metaphysical (the never ending kwento we never fail to do together!)we both love doing, it’s the best we are so most passionate about! Therefore, I envision our own version of Lonely Planet or Animal Planet (remember the poor baby Taz devil?) or Nat Gen and how we’ll chronicle the lives of animals, people, places and history brilliantly!

Though I’m prouder if people will see (soon!) the work you did on your dad’s film bio on DVD as a counterpart of the book your family launched last week. The time you had to spend sleepless in the studio from January to July doing everything to meet your target date, which you did - and not havin anythin except coffee, water and power drink just to get by awake to finish everythin! Oh, ask me about those long months. *grin*

I’d like for the readers to know how incomparable you are and if you were a dfferent person I’d still say the same, which means I am unbiased -> that you are eloquent, articulate( talkative in short!hehe), funny, creative and colorful! Perhaps, to put it in a simpler perspective - the Ronnie others failed to see.

I’ve always been the quiet crowd that cheers for you on your current endeavor -you know there will always be somethin’ for you and your passion, huh. I see the future coming, giving you back what used to be the dream which is now in the form of reality. I’m praying that it flows like a river. Really. I always never told you but as hard as i try not to say it - thank you for staying by my side all this time in any way possible.

Prayful that God will gve you more so you won’t have to leave. The altered reality we never planned somehow had taken us close together. And this will go on and on and on.

And maybe then again, no more.