My own encounter with the Pope would also be considered a leap of faith. I have never been a person who goes with mass hysteria. I did not pass such a phase where I would get so star-strucked with someone that it becomes an obsession, following a popular person’s...
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The Exodus : Leaving Tacloban After the Storm
It was only on the fifth day that I finally decided to leave for good. It took me that long because I was not able to get to a final decision from my sister. I do not want to leave anyone behind so I have to wait for us to have a fixed and final decision to leave....
New Beginnings As The Single Mom- Officially
I have been off this blog simply because I have been coming to terms with my present status. Though a break up has happened years ago, I admit, it's really been difficult for me to move on. I could have and had started rebuilding my life as a single woman with kids,...
Memories of Old Tacloban: Six Months After Haiyan
It’s been six months after Haiyan struck my hometown Leyte, and the thought of it still makes me sad. It’s been a while since I last cried over something, because I have a habit of suppressing it. I don’t want to be seen as weak. But tonight, I won’t stop myself from...
Memories of Old Tacloban: Six Months After Haiyan
It’s been six months after Haiyan struck my hometown Leyte, and the thought of it still makes me sad. It’s been a while since I last cried over something, because I have a habit of suppressing it. I don’t want to be seen as weak. But tonight, I won’t stop myself from...
Finding Purpose Among the Ruins
I have drafted this post a week after I left Tacloban for Manila post-Haiyan. But I just didn’t really had the urgency to post this, maybe I was just waiting for the right time. I realized, this is the perfect time to post this, as this is about finding a purpose or...
Gone But Never Forgotten
“Sometimes, the Lord just takes blessed people because they've filled their purpose early. Everyone plays their own song. They sing their story to the world and leave behind a melody of memories. Sometimes... their song is cut short and ends too early. But that...
Days of Terror: The Aftermath Day 1
Words cannot express the horrors of the typhoon. In the aftermath, everyone was just confused. People were walking without any clear direction of where they were going. People with stoic faces, walking like zombies, unable to feel anything but numbness brought about...
A Note of Gratitude
I would like to take a break from posting the series of blogposts I was planning on doing. I would like to dedicate this space, this post, to the people who helped me in any way, to get back on my feet after Typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan). Photo: whowhatwhy.com Typhoon...
Days of Terror: Surviving Typhoon Yolanda’s Wrath
I am alive. Yes, it feels so good to be alive. I am a survivor of the worst and strongest typhoon ever to hit land in this lifetime, Typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan). I survived the typhoon, or better yet, she spared me and my family from her deadly wrath. For whatever...









