My Wonderland

So let’s take a little trip back in time and halfway across the world to when I was about eight years old. I went to visit the motherland...the Philippines. Specifically, my mum’s village. Not the touristy resort vibes, the real deal. Dirt roads, open sewage, stone houses, the smell of cooking oil and guava trees in the air. Now there were times when I saw snakes slithering through the sewage, this was rough! We were there for five weeks, a nd somewhere between playing with cousins, dodging the humidity in shopping centres, and surviving on Jollibee, I became violently ill. Apparently possessed. My cousins wouldn't come near me! Like… couldn’t lift an arm kind of ill. Not just “kids get bugs” sick. Could have been anything, virus, a pissed of duwende, but I was not functional. One of my uncles carried me down the narrow laneway near my Lola’s house. I remember that walk, it was more of a sprint. We ended up in a home that looked ancient, cold grey stone, candlelight flickering on b...

Alright, besties...light a candle, grab your crystals, and grab your trusty cat or dog to protect you, these will get a little creepier over the next few days if your into the spooks. It’s time to let a little of the crazy out into the air. You might think I’m totally nutty by the end of this (or just nuttier than usual), but hey—what’s life without a little supernatural spice? Let’s talk about Kaedyn. Now, if you know my kid, you know he’s sharp. But what you might not know is… I’m convinced he has a sixth sense. Legit. I’ve always believed that when you lose one thing, you're gifted something else. Some unseen force steps in to balance the scales. And in Kaedyn’s case, it’s the veil. The other side. The woo-woo realm that none of us can explain. He doesn’t see them much now. Thank God, but when he was younger, he saw things. And not the "oops I left the laundry basket in the hallway and scared myself" kind of things. No. Real things. The kind that makes your arm hairs s...