All Roads lead to Home

So while waiting for my 12 year old daughter to finish swimming and hanging out with her friends, I make a side trip to the Duty free.

Unfortunately, here in the Philippines, we made it a business to export our people. As a premier member, i can go in an out of the duty free without the restrictions of travel. While shopping, i see families walking around with happy faces and then i see THE ONE, the OFW. ( overseas Filipino worker ) The person who through his or her blood sweat and tears worked so hard to provide for their families and bringing them to the duty free shop is the ultimate expression of their love.

I see the gleeful faces of the children as they choose from hundreds of imported chocolates, the half smiles of the teenagers who , at least temporarily, set aside their teenage ansgt and be kids once again and choose from a wide array of electronics. $ 40! $50! $ 80 earphones!

I see the look of gratification from the partner’s faces ” wow at least he didnt choose the $200 earphones” . I see the proud look on the Provider’s face and I see the pain, the hard work and just all the sacrifices he or she has made in order to be able to afford a carte blanche “anything you all want, family!”

I see all these and i have to sit down and shed some tears. Tears for these families who are forced apart due to circumstances. Tears for the OFW who bring their battle scars seen only through their eyes. Tears for the kids who are growing up without one parent, or two parents. Tears because i know these OFW families are the “luckier ones” . Tears for my country.

What is home and who is home? Are we as humans hardwired like homing pigeons to go home?

All i know as i sit here across the counter in the duty free electronics area is that no matter what happens, all roads lead to home.

Mabuhay OFWs!

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