I must admit, reading local news about things that happen here in the Philippines like rebellion-related violence or crime can get depressing sometimes. Not to mention the things that most of us in Manila have to deal with on a daily basis: traffic, pollution, the wages that stay low while the price of everything continues to escalate.
Things like these make me want to pack up, grab my passport, and head off somewhere, anywhere, that's tranquil and pristine. Or maybe to cities in Europe where I could take in all the history I want (since history fascinates me, especially European history).
I still want to do these things, God yes. And I will! But that doesn't mean I'd want to leave the Philippines for good. In spite of all the shitty things that happen here: the circus that we call politics, the virtual submersion of Manila during the rainy season, the unbelievable snootiness of celebrities who think they're a class unto themselves -- this is still the place I call home.
So whenever I'm tempted to trash-mouth this land because of one thing or another, or whenever I hear or read about somebody casting aspersions on it, I think about how lucky I am to be living in a country with places like this:
And to be able to see spectacular skyscapes and sunsets like these:
The Philippines isn't perfect and the life she offers can be a bitch. But she's resilient and strong, she has a tender heart, she's heart-wrenchingly beautiful. And God help me, I love her.