Call me morbid or paranoid, but I am just crazy picturing in my mind over and over again what will happen to me when one of my boys passed away before me. Truly, this has been a recurring dream err nightmare on my part. I swear, I have this inveterate thought of them in a coffin?!?! I hate it, i hate it. Maybe, I am just too afraid to lose one of them, this has been my greatest fear eversince I became a wife and a mother.

Hubby and I would have this usual conversation and he would tell me that he wanted me to pass away before him because, he knows I couldn't cope with his loss despite a mortgage insurance or mortgage protection insurance and life insurance he would be leaving me and our children. He always think that I may be in shambles and very depressed when this happens. I think he has a point and he is right. But if I had the choice, I want us to live as old as our 90s!

On the other hand, I am a very disciplinarian cook at home. I make sure that despite the fact that hubby is working hard for bi-annual payments on universal life insurance, what matters is for a mother and a wife to keep their household members healthy. As much as possible, I try to slash off junk foods, unnecessary desserts, unhealthy soda and fatty pork in our grocery/market list. I try to treat them once in a while with chicharon and other junk foods but I make sure to prepare a well-balanced diet for hubby and our toddler. Every night, I also make sure that they have taken their vitamins (hubby has 4 and the little boy has 2). Still for me, keeping them healthy at all times is the best way to keep them alive and kicking.