Sitting in the Terminal

Awaiting my flight to MNL.
Awaiting my flight to MNL.

 

Filipino Heritage Camp is now over.  It was a successful camp like every year meeting new smiling faces as well as seeing old ones.  During the camp and even now, I’ve been hit with an array of emotions.  There are no rational meanings behind them.  I don’t know what they mean just yet.  They are however a spectrum of both positive, negative, and neutral or empty emotions.  Not empty as in depressed but they are still being unraveled I guess like a ball of yarn.  Rather than layers of an onion I’ve learned that everything is more like a ball of yarn where you unravel and unwind it, and every emotion is interconnected to others somehow.

It hasn’t hit me yet that I’m going to finally search and have a reunion as well.  I’m beyond fortunate again to have been given this opportunity.  Although I’ve wanted to go since I was younger, and especially when I was 18 years old, I feel as if a chain of events has fallen into place and certain things have to had impacted, shaped my life, and helped me grow, mature and evolve as a person for me to take on this venture.