This is my way of remembering my broken bird, my unborn child. This is also my journey towards that bigger meaning that will give worth to my anguish and my pain, hoping that in the end, I will be able to say ... "Ahh, God was not playing with me after all!"
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
My Beloved Dumaguete
Don't you just envy me that I call Dumaguete my home?