Last weekend, I flew to Cebu. What a jampacked weekend. The moment the plane landed it was one thing after the other.
Went directly to the church office nakigulo sa pag design ni Jeriboi ng youth camp poster, had a prenup shoot for #McdoWedding, dinner at yakski and spent quality time tambay sa office. Went home at 2:00 am.
Went to church in time for the launch and fund raising after the 7:30 service. Went to SM seaside straight from Jmall Service to attend an awarding ceremony and shoot Baby Ayah. Spent nearly 2 hrs at MyBus. Back at church. Dinner at Dimsum.
What a weekend it was. The moment we arrived at abaca for the last night bonding all I want to do was sleep.
It. was. so. tiring.
But oh boy, my love tank’s full.
With all the happenings, the catching ups, the shoots, the conversations about lost fires, defeats, things I missed and victories. Of talks about thesis and ministry and Amelia.
In the middle of all the laughter and smiles and countless warm thight hugs and I miss yous. I am reminded that in the midst of these tired and restless but hopeful and joyful souls, I will always have a home.
On my last few hours with them, I observed them studying and going on with life. I can feel the familiar ache seeping into my heart. The ache of longing for home and I am reminded of the switchfoot lyrics that claims that we don’t belong here and that we will carry a cross and a song where we don’t belong and we’re gonna set sight and set sail for the kingdom come and just like that this feeling of longing to be together is washed off with the feeling of peace and hope for the future.
I miss you mga mem, Got your backs from miles away, ’til the next welcome home.