This cold reminds me of how much I miss the "homeland". My roots. A place that all my life I had taken for granted and pushed aside. I used to be embarrassed of who I am. I used to cringe and deny the fact that yes, I can understand you. And I used to be relieved that I couldn't answer you back in the same speech. But truthfully, now I wish I could. I never knew who my "real" family was, nor cared before really. But now I that I've met you, I care for you with all my heart. I've realized how foolish I was, how selfish I was, and how oblivious I was of the place I came from. However, coming back from my trip, I have become so overwhelmingly thankful for what I've experienced. For the people I've met, the places I've seen, for the stories told and the love shared. I know no one who reads this really wants to know what I've been up to these past few months. But in short, I loved Christmas, I loved New Years and that's all that matters.





I miss my family and everything about my trip. I miss the Philippines.
Mabuhay.