Going home to the island isn't complete without visiting the house where I really grew up.
Having been raised by my grandmother and uncle in my "forming" years, I would say I have been blessed to have been raised in such a place; somewhere quiet, with a large area to play and explore and most of all, near 3 places: the ocean, the mountain and the swamp. When you're a kid, those 3 places are definitely awesome. As an adult, it doesn't change. I am grateful for having been raised in such a place.
I can't say that the nannies I had enjoyed it as much as I did. I often escaped somewhere they have no inclination to follow. And because of my tenacity to wander, I had my cousins or my uncle looking after me.
I'm hoping my father decides to work on the house and the surrounding area already rather than the land he bought here in Cebu. I find places in the island hold more meaning for me and that I hope would still be there when I decide to take a break from the world or something.
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