April 5th
Dad always has a glance for Patrik, how he loves his grandchildren he enjoys them tremendously. you can't describe the joy he has in his face each time he is surrounded by these little tots. we had joy rides all around the Valley, Unending stories about the 3 little boys Jonah Kami and Jonas while he showed me around that there are some places that look alike. notice well so you don't get lost. he taught me how to ride the bus. I love u Dad You always showed me the way.....
Their first month in California.
Each picture here that I posted, God allowed me to hear once again my Dad's voice his counsel,
an epic of ....Aim for the stars, You can reach it, just a little bit more a little bit stretching and even if You think there's a wall a fence in between you can still do it! JB , look u are leaning on Dad.... like we all are. Dad, the memories of your love gives us comfort, we will see you again.
Thank you for rearing us up closely knit.
Pinky's Debut.
Notice Dad's shadow in this picture, this made me think,
Dad the shadow of your strength, wisdom and compassion helps me go through circumstances...with assurance the best is yet to come.
I know you are up in heaven looking down and cheering me on.......... the rah rah's of my life as a parent I got that from you Dad ! Thank you God, John Ryan Siron is my Daddy!
Leanna and Jella
Leanna and Jella at the commercial place in Pacita Complex Laguna, in 1996.
Leanna still a little bit shy here. Dad would always make some one feel at ease. He cut in at two girls while I was taking their picture, trying to steal some hugs from Leanna.
We were waiting for Uncle Boy to meet us and went to Lola Belen. Dad, endured the 2 hour traffic to Pacita @ the SLEX then, But Dad showed me that , It is not the journey but the company that U are with, Dad sang all the way. Cracked some jokes with my kids.
Peking House Restaurant, Philippines
My Dad and Mom
this was taken during JB's birthday. dad knew which restaurants to go to,
He always brought us to different restaurants and places. Back when I was small, I remember that we are one of the first to eat at newly opened restaurants.
My Dad the gourmet , the connoisseur, the greatest Dad of all!
Hotel in San Francisco
Balboa Park
My first time in Balboa Park was with my Dad, He brought me and my daughter Jella at Balboa, I may forget the beauty of the park, but can never forget the joy that touched my heart the warm embrace that my Dad left me with. Dad, am sorry was not able to join you at the park when our family celebrated your birthday there, I know you know why, Jerica had an emergency that time. But Dad, that was the celebration I mostly miss bec, we all know how you love going to the park.This time, each time we are the park any park we see you everywhere Dad!You are part of the beauty of the park. You are our rainbow Dad.
My fondest memory of Dad - Dad and I were on the front of our Maginoo house just sitting, a homeless woman was walking by and Dad stopped her and invited her to sit with us. She sat on the grass with me while Dad went in to get her food and stuff to eat. She ate there and I think Dad gave her other things to take with her, like clothes. My Dad is the reason why I stop to give anything I can to those on the side of the streets and EVERY SINGLE TIME I do this memory pops up in my head. One time Jonah and I were getting Jack in the Box and we saw an old man that clearly needed help. I drove away but was not feeling good about it, and then I realized I wanted Jonah to SEE me give the way I saw Dad. I drove back around the shopping center and streets until we found him, and I had Jonah talk to him a bit and we gave him food and money. He was a actually a really nice man and even told Jonah a quick story about his past life. I pray that Jonah will remember me the same way I remember Dad - a most giving man to those in need.
I honestly do not remember this day, but it's one of my favorite pictures now that I look at over and over because of Dad's hand on my arm. I didn't even know it was there and when I look at it now I feel his touch on my arm. When I feel the need to feel him with me I imagine this picture and his hand on my arm.
Dad always took us to so many family trips. I don't know if it was during this picture, but I remember on a trip we were eating on Banana leaves right on the beach fresh grilled seafood and stuff. Everytime I sat down to eat next to Dad I kept putting my hands right on the sand, and Dad kept telling me to go to the beach to wash my hands off, then I come back and do it over again! He was getting so mad at me!
As far as I can remember I always looked up to my dad. I remember it like it was yesterday, when I was a little girl first thing in the morning he would call for me in his joyous voice, "JB Leni........". I would come running into his arms and he would embrace me and I was so happy. I felt so loved and safe.
This picture reminds me of that because I was scared in this ride and I felt safe in his arms.