Tag: Legacy and Memory


  • How APO Shaped My Journey in IT and Cybersecurity

    I often thought that IT leadership feels a lot like being part of a college fraternity. You have to herd people who don’t want to be herded, organize projects that look impossible, and somehow keep the lights on when chaos erupts. My years in Alpha Phi Omega (APO) gave me more preparation for IT and…

  • Whew! Finally! The past couple of months have been incredibly challenging, but after some soul-searching and a few decisive steps, I can finally look forward to some proper rest. I officially tendered my resignation last week. The moment felt liberating, like a weight lifted off my shoulders. Now the weeks ahead are all about preparing…

  • Proud to Be a Bosconian: A Family Legacy of Don Bosco

    January 31 marks the 119th death anniversary of Saint John Bosco—the “Father and Teacher of Youth” and founder of the Salesians of Don Bosco. For me, this is more than a date in history. It is a reminder of who I am and where I come from. I am, and always will be, a proud…

  • DWH is gearing up for expansion, and with that comes a big move: we’ll be relocating our Philippine office in just a couple of weeks. The relocation project has kept us busy. We’ve secured two floors of a building just across the street from our current office. Renovation crews have been hard at work, and…

  • Last week, our 14-month-old son CJ ran a fever for two days. He grew cranky, restless, and barely ate. Naturally, we worried. A canker sore, or singaw, caused the problem. Every bite hurt, so he avoided solid food and lived on liquids. His pediatrician confirmed it and reassured us it wasn’t serious. She suggested cold…

  • CJ turned seven months old today. He’s growing so quickly, I can barely keep up; already, he’s walker-sprinting around the house like he owns it. And here I am, stuck in Clark, wishing I could trade a thousand phone calls and photos for one real hug. That’s the tension of fatherhood. You want to be…

  • March 16, 1983: I remember that evening with striking clarity. My mom pulled up in our Mustang, the engine roaring louder than usual, as if the car itself carried the weight of the news. She was crying uncontrollably while trying to say the words: My dad, a fighter pilot, had been declared missing in action.…

  • Top Management

    I had my baptism of fire. Today was my first day as part of senior management, and it started with a bang.  That being said, the Spidey fan in me affirms my childhood hero’s bitter pill: “With great power comes great responsibility..”

  • They beat to circulate blood. The rhythmic beating tells us that we’re alive. It beats faster when you’re in love, and it stops when you’re in despair.  I heard hearts beat yesterday afternoon. I heard three hearts to be exact. I heard a mother’s, and her child’s, and the third one? It was beating a…