This post was written at the start of our Great Adventure almost three months ago.
It was perhaps an epiphany or whatever word you would use to describe the moment I had this afternoon. I was on the roof of the hotel looking out over the city of Manila and the view was breathtaking. One of the closest tower structures to our hotel is a set of four smaller towers called Governor's Place. Although, they are now dwarfed by the newer bigger towers being built in the area they are still a well known landmark for the locals.
For me they are a strategic part of my history, a flash back into what was and how my past has effected my future. September 2002 saw Governor's Place be the first place in the Philippines Glen and I called home. It was here that I experienced the first critical taste of culture shock, intense and desperate loneliness that I found hard to explain when I lived in such a highly populated area. How could I be lonely? I was living in a city crammed full with millions of people, the work we were doing was very fulfilling and the future was looking very bright especially when we discovered Ethan was on his way into our lives.
As I sit down to write this entry I am looking out our hotel room's window at Tower One of Governor's Place and the emotions have flooded back to the surface in a manner that it temporarily felt like I was drowning. Such raw emotions that I am only now learning how to work through or process as Amy and Teresa call it. Processing emotions is a skill and one that is not necessarily natural or easy.
This trip to visit our friends and speak throughout the USA is one I have dreamed of for years and I am so excited. Ethan, Jasmine, Glen and I are about to embark on a friendship tour like no other.
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