Why this trip?

One thing about being an immigrant is the excitement that goes when you think about the possibility of seeing your homeland again. Though under different circumstances, it was the same thing when we were working in Africa,. We always looked forward to those few days that we would be with our families again, year after year. We're happy when we are in America because we are with our children and grand children and friends. But still, there is that unexplainable longing for those folks that you left behind in the land of your youth. This vacation was planned when I learned that my eldest sister, Conchita, who we all call Ate Baby, was showing signs of the Parkinson's disease. We became even more intent in pushing it to fruition when another news came that a younger sister, Norma, is also very sick. Of course we want to see them when they are still strong, not later. We are very grateful that they both overcame and are now healthy again, touring and laughing with us! In a nutshell, we cruised through the Cagayan Valley across to the Ilocandia shores, sidewaying to Baguio, Pangasinan, Pampanga and Bulacan. Then we continued on to Laguna, Quezon, Batangas and Cavite, not forgetting Manila, and Quezon City, Alabang and Makati. Oh, why do the roads have to end?