Park 88, Mr Donut, Boulevard……
Tuesday, January 8th, 2008 Friendship is made more special by bonding moments that allow the sharing of life with and among close friends. When one feels uninhibited to demonstrate his/her emotions–joy, pain, anger before an empathetic audience who understand and lets the person be, truly he/she is blessed. I missed those moments……
In those days, there were many times that I, Geraldine, and Kenneth would frequent the boulevard in the evening. With Kenneth’s Toyota van, we would park on the roadside and talk anything under the starry sky with sound of the splashing waves in the background. The last time that we were there was to comfort Geraldine. She was crying hard and pouring all her heartaches and frustrations with her husband while I and Kenneth were staying close by her as if the mere heat coming from our bodies was enough to lessen a bit the burden she was carrying…..
Park 88 and Mr Donut were hang-outs for "coffee break". Yes, Geraldine and I would pass the time by sharing "girl’s talk", dreams and aspirations, frustrations and heartaches or at times, we simply sip from our own cup without saying anything and yet we know deep within that we feel for each other what each of us was going through…It felt good….Each "coffee break" was a reminder that amidst all, whether good or bad, the friendship remains…a celebration of life for such a wonderful blessing…
I don’t go to Boulevard anymore…there were few times I’ve gone to Park 88 with others…I still frequent Mr Donut on my own….These places have been witnesses to a beautiful friendship….those bonding moments are only memories now which I love to reminisce from time to time…But I know someday, when the opportunity is there, I and my friends will never have second thought about renewing our bond in either of these places…..:)
