u/EssaySpiritual1721

Good morning everyone! Sa mga active ang third eye, meron po ba kayong nafifeel or nakikita sa hospital room namin?

Hi everyone, this is my first post here. A watch that might not look pretty to most, but a treasure to me.

This is an old Seiko 5, with scratches scrawled across its glass like the stories of a life well-lived. The gold-toned dial is aged, the steel case bruised, and the bracelet bears the inevitable grime of decades.

When my lolo placed it in my hand around ten years ago, I saw a generous, useful gift. He was a jeepney driver, and I can't imagine how hard it must've been to save for this watch.

He passed away in 2018 and now, this watch isn’t about timekeeping. It’s about timelessness. Wearing it connects me to him. Every imperfection, every speck of wear on the band, is a quiet testament to his steady presence. I love that it’s an 'Automatic,' powered by motion, because it feels like his energy is still with me, keeping the beat going.

As I look at the small day-date display, I see a history we shared. It's a humble, weathered keeper of memories, and my most cherished treasure.