After 9 long lost years, I had set my foot to Bicol again. Since my mom died in 2003, visiting this place had been basically off my mind - far, obnoxious, pain-filled idea. This place had been everything I could associate to letting go, memories, goodbye, abandonment.  But 9 years wasn’t lost to vanity, it catches up to hearts’ desire and replace all these with better memories and acceptance. As I felt the air hugging me with that unusual coldness, I knew I was fine now. I was excited to reconnect with my mom’s memories, my early childhood spent in mountains here, and her absence that brought me here again with this rosy feeling.

Blogged: Cam Sur (August 11-13)

  August 14, 2013 at 06:48pm
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