Back Home

As we find our way towards that space we've been dreaming of, our feet would bring us to a lot of picturesque places, however, there's always this one place we'd always long for no matter how far we've traveled...and that is Home.

It  just occurred to me that my twenties were spent working to meet ends that I somehow neglect going home to where all my dreams began, part of it was also because I was avoiding it for a time. The placed where I had my navel buried in, not until recently when I got the luxury to go home almost every other weekend.

Going back home to your roots, also serves as a great reminder as to why you are working so hard. Of course it's not always a joyous feeling, most of the time I actually get nostalgic, a lot has changed but those were good change. Back in the day, kerosene lamps lights most of the house. I went back to where our old house was...some are of the plants I grew up with are still there, but it's more like of a pocket forest now. Everything has changed, what remains are memories....

How simple life back then...just as how small things brings smile into face during those pink lollipop days. Below are some of the  things I would always miss and would always come back for.

1. Greens

- living in the city and being surrounded by high rise buildings, not to forget the city noise, looking at the scenic view and the greenery calms my heart & mind.

a view from my brother's little farm, where I used to wonder what could be behind those mountains, little did I know I'll be able to explore the other side of that mountain

this was where our house stand before , now... a mini pocket forest, used to be my playground and the very place I started dreaming.

 2. Fresh Air - Fog

- nothing beats the smell of a fresh air. felt like it cleanses my lungs, plus the " fog". Got me feeling being in another dimension ( now that's exaggeration over there! ).

morning view, specially during the months of November & December, our very own little Baguio

you'd be one lucky fellow if you're able to capture that elusive sunrise on a foggy morning

3. Old and familiar faces

- when you are living in the countryside...everybody else in the neighborhood is a relative. Of course you always get a smile from random people whom would always ask " Anak ka ni kuan day?" ( Are you the daughter of...?)

taken during a fiesta celebration, "the-never-gets-old King & Queen"

4. Freshly picked veggies

- utan bisaya tastes even more delicious when you got it in the countryside, which I admit I hated when I was young, maybe because it's a common side dish that is present on the table almost every meal along with broiled dried fish. 

5. having a feast on fruits where you ain't got to spend a dime

-most of the time, you can get to eat every fruit you would like in the city as long as you can afford to buy but in the countryside..you can get it and you can get as much as you want. If ain't yours, you can always asked for free.

so this is what they call as passion fruit, but to that little me back in the day this was orange juice or valencia

wild strawberry, locally called "tungaw-tungaw"

locally known as "tambis" best eaten when paired with salt

root cause of all the troubles I got while I was in grade school

These are just few of the things that kept me wanting going back home these. Above all that sense of belonging you wouldn't find anywhere else I should say specially at times where you feel at lost.