I have realized that it has been more than two months since I last posted something in this blog. I guess it is just time for me to start sharing my stories again.
These past months have really been hard not just for me but I guess for everyone as well. After the quake hit our place, a storm had made its way into the country.
It was on the 9th of November wherein each person would consider this date as the ultimate nightmare. It was on this day that Supertyphoon Yolanda (International Name: Haiyan) hit the country leaving her ruins of an enormous damage in the Visayas region.
Luckily for me and my family, we were just doing fine although the winds were really a bit strong than the usual. For the next three days after the typhoon, the supply of water and electricity were down and we did not have any updates on what is happening in the outside world. What is even troubling is the limited contact available that we have for our relatives and friends. It was only when the power was up when we became aware of the effects of the supertyphoon in other areas.
We then relaized that our relatives in Madridejos, Bantayan Island and in Medillin, Cebu have actually lost their homes and possessions. What is even worst is that in the region of Leyte and Samar, thousands of lives were lost due to the storm surge that came along.
Houses and various infrastructures were washed away and with that the lives of individuals, children, parents and people. It is such a heart breaking and depressing scene having to witness this in the news the entire day. How the water came up and devoured all those living and standing is unimaginably horrifying.
I think there is no exact words for this tragedy.
Perhaps this might be one good reason why I could not just easily type in my laptop and blog. Although I did not experience the very worst of the storm, I felt the need to sacrifice this in respect for everyone who is struggling. In many different ways, my fellowmen are indeed having a hard time coping because of this tragedy.
This is hard to take all in and it is honestly so overwhelming knowing a lot of people need help. I guess the earthquake and the storm really made me so fragile that I could not even write anything until now.
I guess the time has come to rise up and move forward from this experience. I guess it is time to wake up from this nightmare. Aside from giving back through the relief efforts, I guess I should do something more.
I believe that if I contnue living my life to the fullest, I can pay tribute for those who have died. I like to think that I will dedicate my life for them and live accordingly wherein I do not hold any regrets. It is the only way I see that I could make a better change not just for me. Moreover, I like to think that I am doing something to begin a new day and to start fresh by chasing my dreams and loving others more unconditionally.
I wish I could truly visualize that. I really hope so.