80 years ago yesterday my favorite doctor arrived in this world. 41 years later -on the day - his own son was born. 35 years after - still on that very day - twin boys arrived. That's the GranddadDoc, MacDaddy and the Mak-Tatos. Four boys, three generations, one birthday. What are the odds of that?
Yesterday, a super typhoon was all set to demolish an already storm-ravaged nation. We prepared. And braced ourselves. And prayed very hard. Rains did come but the super typhoon never did.
Yesterday was a good day. I like defying the odds.