Archangel Guards with love mom and i visited the elders and loved ones who have passed at the centuries old baclayon cemetery in bohol. i opened the lock on the gate, nervous that it wouldn’t open. after a few tries, … Continue reading

welcoming homeland

Roses are red, not blue Beautiful Despite thorny stem I am a daughter, niece, auntie, even ‘Lola’ to the littlest ones I am letting go and also learning to let go Bathala na There are times for joy, laughter There … Continue reading