"I know it's not too late to change for God is always there to lift up us during depression time..."
There Is No Place Like Home
December 12, 2008It was a rainy afternoon, my cousin invited me to his place for it was his birthday, but I have to travel by bus because it’s 100 km away from the city and 1.5 km from the high way. In the bus, I noticed that beside me was an old woman who is about 80 years old she smiled at me and I smiled back, then she asked me, where are you going young man? So I told her that I’m going to my cousins house in a mountain called “TAGA-BUKID” meaning a person who lives in mountain.
While chatting she explained to me why the place is called “taga-bukid” because she lives there for almost 50 years, it was named after an old man who lives all his life in that very mountain. Then one day there’s a woman who was lost in her way for their family, because before there was no certain road in that particular place her way then she also told me that please guide me in the right way.
