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Quality Time

As I try to think why I enjoy trips and travels, I realized that since when I was young and my family still lived in Cebu, my parents would take us to different trips. We would go to Bacolod and visit our relatives through bus and ferry. We would go to Cebu City with our neighbors for tours.

When we moved to Bacolod and all of us started going to school, we barely had trips unless our relatives from the US would come home. It was something we haven’t done together as a family until my siblings and I started working. We had our own trips but not as a family

Every time I go to some nice place, I always wish that my family is with me and that I could share such memory with them. That’s why every time I go home to Bacolod, I always make sure that we go out of town and just enjoy family time. Sometimes, it’s not really the place anymore. It’s really being with them.

Early this year, my sister and I planned for a CDO trip. We booked the whole family for a flight to Cagayan de Oro last August without telling Papa and Mama first.  We wanted to give them a treat at the same time be able to visit relatives of Papa’s side. And I must say, it was really worth all the expenses! 🙂 One of the best trips I had.

We all don’t know when we can really have the time with our families unless we want to be intentional about it. Because I live far from my family, I really make sure time with them is time well-spent. I’m looking forward for next year’s trip, maybe, when my brother comes home. Maybe visit Cebu and relatives of Mama’s side.

I’m thankful that God allows us to enjoy life to its fullest with people that we love the most. 🙂

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Bacolod is Home

There’s more to home-cooked meals, yummy delicacies, unbeatable chicken inasal and laid-back life every time I go home to Bacolod.

Just a few days ago (time is really fast!), I went home together with my best friend, Kyat and her two kids who just arrived from Canada. We had a little reunion together with our other highschool girlfriends, some I haven’t seen for more than 5 years. It was really a blessed time just to hang out and catch up.

Looking back, it made me realize that no matter what, at some point in our lives, we would always find ourselves wanting to go home, not really to stay but to be with people who makes the place home.

Last year was record breaking for me, I went home 4 times than the usual once or twice year. I must have missed home so much. 🙂

For now, Bacolod is home because my family is there. Who knows, it will be somewhere else someday. 😉

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