Although my trip to the Philippines was to see Tay in the hospital and help Nay at home I was excited to have a break from my normal life. I needed a change of pace and my trip to the Philippines was just what I needed to refresh. It was tough being back in Baguio, the sight of Tay helpless was very upsetting and it felt surreal because he is one of the strongest men I know. He is Nay’s rock and lifeline, to see him lay in a hospital bed was a nightmare none of us ever seen coming true. Of course with this kind of situation everyone is tense, stressed, afraid, and lost… it consumed me. I had a really difficult time coping and there was more drama than expected. Drama with Nay, drama with Yen… just drama all around. Toward the end of the trip I couldn’t help but believe that the reason our entire family is spread throughout the world is because at close proximity of each other we would explode.

Yen and I left Baguio a day early because there was a typhoon in the area. It turned out quite nicely because the hotel we stayed at, Dusit Thani Manila, was a great place to end a very stressful trip. We arrived just in time to have a late lunch and relax a bit before we met with our cousin Phoebe for dinner. At dinner we talked about our stay in Baguio and family matters+drama. The funny thing is that the three of us came to the conclusion that everyone in the family is separated by oceans because there is too much drama when we’re together for long periods of time. We’re like a prime time soap in real life. The great thing about all the drama is that after the all the insanity we have stories to tell and laugh about.

Needless to say I was missing my life. I missed being home with Steve and the babies (yes of course my dogs included, they are my babies after all). The long “break” I had from them was long enough and I’m so glad to be back home. No matter where I lived in the world home was always Baguio, but now I realize that home is where the heart is, and my heart is here with Steve.