Hmm......the days were so fast that I didn't even realized I hadn't posted anything here this month. Well, this is my last chance to at least have a simple October entry.
I'm starting to feel Santi's wrath around - the sound of rain on the roof, the whip of wind on the window, the coldness in the room. I hope whatever is going on won't get worse. We're supposed to go home to Nueva Vizcaya by 4am. Now, with this damn sick weather, every plan is ruined. But we should be thankful still. News gave us a choice whether to take the risk of travelling or just keep ourselves home safely.....unlike some weeks ago, when everybody was surprised by the destructions brought by Ondoy in Metro Manila and Pepeng in Northern Luzon.
It is so heart breaking to see lives being taken, people being dismayed, properties being dismantled, nature being razed. Till now, statistics of this chaos continues to rise. And it is notably written that what this country has suffered is one of the worst in decades. But it is also during these hard times that Filipinos incredibly show the true meaning of survival, of oneness. Inspiring indeed!
I hope by Sunday, there would be no more Santi...and its hassles as well so we can pay our visit to Papa, meet old friends, eat kakanin with a match of hot coffee. Yes, everything will still turn out as planned. Yes, it will. I have faith....zzzzzzzzzzzzz
