02 July 2010 Going back home is just one of those things that make me really excited. From the moment I booked the flight to the time when the ticket was paid for. There was the giddiness that accompanied each little action. Baggage was filled to the max. Unfortunately, hand-carry bags could not exceed 7 kilos, but it's funny how we all manage to bring so much and still can put small items here and there. At first, my husband could not understand this because he is a light traveler. I remember the first time he came for a visit. He had this blue backpack which contained his stuff, some pasalubong, and that was it. Where was his "hand carry"? That was not in his vocabulary. But all that would soon change, thanks to a Filipina wife;-) Now, he knows and understands the importance of hand carry and filling the baggage up to the required weight. 16 August 2026 After years of traveling with my husband and two children, I have learned the importance of traveling light. And when...
02 May 2010 15.08.2026 Just pictures of us somewhere I cannot recall. It seemed cold given the way my sister and I dressed. The other two probably didn't mind the weather or the night breeze. But for as long as I can remember, I get cold easily. My siblings...We all looked like babies here. I mean, so young. We are an OFW 's children. If there's an abbreviation like OPOL , ours would be TPOA- TWO PARENTS, ONE ABROAD, or FHMA - FATHER AT HOME, MOTHER ABROAD. Ours is not the situation I would have liked growing up, but it happened, and fortunately we grew up not without any challenges and pain, but well. Though belonging to an OFW family left a mark that is still healing, nonetheless, healing. It affected every decision we made and are still making. This beautiful understanding of our family's generational shadow is the one thing that propels me to create another path of love and healing without forgetting the reason behind the goal. We are getting there, hea...