A year ago

Around this time, last year, I was excited preparing for what I was hoping to be a once in a lifetime adventure - where I would do what I "was" passionate about, and at the same time explore the land of promise. Five months after, I left the job. I did not have the adventure I was hoping to experience.

But I got to meet really nice people. Pen and Tatay Ibs were the first ones to welcome me in Cotabato. They helped me settled on my first day, from buying my bed, pillows, toiletries and food to fixing my room in Bagua. Then I met the first time mom, Almira - a newly wed lady who is as fun and as daldal as me. And my one and only Christian friend, Mamu. She was introduced to me by Mel. Then, of course, I met up with Ate Rabs and family - whom I spent my remaining days with. Then of course, the Upi youth whom we have worked with in almost a month. 

Ahhh memories. Corruption has hurt the project. It also hurt part of me. 

A year ago. A year after. A different me.