I never had any issue when it comes to what I'll waer for a conference. I often go with my typical easy corporate attire.
That was before.
Before I was promoted. And before I met my extra ordinary secretary turned assistant. A person whom I never thought would one day work for me. She happened to grow with the luxury--- the rest of the world would dream of.
Thorie--- "Sharonie Thorie Lopez Fernandez aka Ronie Lopez". A twenty-four year old resigned Police officer II and a UNICEF ARIDA Study Coordinator in Nepal. An active Red Cross volunteer. A designer,model, travel blogger and a mountaineer. Did I mention she's the sole heir of Philtel Telecommunication and FGA Group of Companies?
Although, her identity remains confidential. It is just between me, Atty. Alvarez and Thorie herself. Even Joshua don't have any idea about it. She looks different now. From a socialite, beautiful Police officer to a simple yet fawesome assistant. Our co-workers even think she's verging on being a member of the LGBT. Not that there's something wrong with it. I mean, it's acceptable and it's of the person's right to be who they want to be. But Thorie is a fragile glass who choose to be packed differently. Her hair's always in bun, small golden glases that looks like one from those sold in Edsa and her usual straight cut slocks and easy blouses.
Despite that, she still keeps that taste of fashion. Yesterday she forced me to ware a black corporate mini dress. Like the ones Joshua and Lena conspired behind my back few months ago.
I admit, I gained confidence. Looking ready to face the delegates, the way a HR Head should be.
Now, I'm in this floral mini dress. Complimented, of looking young and radiant. Flattered, I gave her a tight hug for being a big help to me.
I was sitting on the couch entertained by Juan and Thorie's exchanges of opinion. They were talking about my son's new lego snowspeeder from Will. It's way complicated for his age. It has a lot of small parts and tons of lego to build. But knowing my son, he's very into it.
"Don't you think this parts are too small for you Juan?" Thorie looked worried. While trying to make sure that Juan's legos are properly placed in its box.
"No tita. I will not put it in my mouth." My son seriously convincing Thorie.
"You're too smart and patient little guy. I don't know if I'll be able to do what you're doin'."
Thorie's reaction made Juan giggle. They were concentrating to much that I felt sad to interrupt them. But it's time to go. The party's about to start. And I'll be delivering another speech tonight.
"We better start keeping your lego Juan. Nanay and Tita Thorie have to go."
"Am I going with you Nanay?" Juan respectfully asking.
"Of course! You have to show your tuxedo to everyone downstairs." Thorie gave him a wink and fixed his tie. Juan excitedly fixed his toys and cling to Thorie's hand.
I was left fascinated with how Juan is growing. It seemed like he is growing too fast each day. I am always surprised with what he can do.
With the way his face's shape, looking exactly like his father. He sound, smile, and move like him. If not with the color of his eyes, no one will probably think he's my son.
Sighing, I decided to set my worries away. I'll let whatever it is that's in-store for Juan and JR. For now, I have a bunch of lawyers and MBA's to greet and welcome.
I found the two patiently waiting for me outside the room. Juan extend his right hand to me. While the other one was still clinging on to Thorie's. He was happily telling us his excitement to attend the party. Making Thorie and I smilingly amazed with him.
