it's almost Christmas and what follows shortly after that is the end of this year and the coming of the next. it's my third Christmas away from home. the third time that i'll be welcoming another year without my whole family around. i remember i was very emotional the first time -- younger and emotional. although i was surrounded by happy people and good friends, i knew i was lonely somehow.
i am not as emotional and as lonely now, but i promised myself i'll be home for Christmas next year. i want to feel again how much different it is celebrated there. i want to be enthralled by the good cheer that enfolds the entire country. i want to see the happy faces of my family and friends and even that of a stranger's. i want to experience how Christmas is a season of get-togethers, gift-giving and thanksgiving.
every year, a few months back before Christmas, our country experiences one terrible storm or two. we have it worst this year. and my heart bleeds for the victims. my abhorrence for the government officials who make it harder for the people to recover and bounce back faster gets stronger one news after another.
it's mind-boggling how filipinos remain resilient and faithful and how altruistic and giving ordinary men can be even with the selfishness and heartlessness of the privileged and powerful few.
generally, filipinos are beautiful people -- beautiful and strong. and i'd like to focus on them. i love seeing them whenever i go home. i want to see and feel their strength, positivism, resilience and faithfulness and take them all in. because, really, these are the very things that will keep you going when you're living and working in a faraway foreign country.
i am not as emotional and as lonely now, but i promised myself i'll be home for Christmas next year. i want to feel again how much different it is celebrated there. i want to be enthralled by the good cheer that enfolds the entire country. i want to see the happy faces of my family and friends and even that of a stranger's. i want to experience how Christmas is a season of get-togethers, gift-giving and thanksgiving.
every year, a few months back before Christmas, our country experiences one terrible storm or two. we have it worst this year. and my heart bleeds for the victims. my abhorrence for the government officials who make it harder for the people to recover and bounce back faster gets stronger one news after another.
it's mind-boggling how filipinos remain resilient and faithful and how altruistic and giving ordinary men can be even with the selfishness and heartlessness of the privileged and powerful few.
generally, filipinos are beautiful people -- beautiful and strong. and i'd like to focus on them. i love seeing them whenever i go home. i want to see and feel their strength, positivism, resilience and faithfulness and take them all in. because, really, these are the very things that will keep you going when you're living and working in a faraway foreign country.
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