Here are my favorite collection of photographs I took when we visited my family and friends in the Philippines two months after the typhoon.
I was not there when it happened but I will never forget the agony of waiting to hear my family. It took many days. When I finally hear my brother’s voice to inform me that they were all okay, I couldn’t compose myself, I was overjoyed.
Blessings to those who are relentlessly moving on despite what they’ve been through.
To my Aunt Nelly, who are not found, we will always remember you. You raised two beautiful children and are great parents to your grand-babies.
My heart is full of gratitude to countries, organizations, volunteers, missionaries, neighbors, brothers and sisters, even strangers who become friends who reached out to give help.
What would life be if we are living alone? How can one survive amidst turmoil?
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