Home is where the heart is

We’re now on Narita Express heading back home. Back from a great vacation in the Philippines; where I met great friends who I treasure dearly, and had a memorable road trip with family who made me feel loved and cherished. My heart is with them. And I/we are looking forward to our next vacation.

But as the train sped on and I gaze out on Japanese houses in Chiba, rice paddies, golf courses, I felt happy to be home. My heart is also here, my love is here. I am home.

Junior High 2nd Year: Oh, the Places You’ll Go!

We missed last year. And I’m delayed this year by almost two weeks. Nevertheless.

Excited for you, baby!

One thing notable. You have started planning for your high school without me egging you. You decided to volunteer for leadership role in you class as a steppingstone for student council in autumn. I am a proud Mom.

God bless you, my baby.

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Las Meninas, Bar de Tapas

The restaurant manager was a Filipino. So I was given another glass of margarita, for free! 🥰
The grilled sardines went perfectly with it. And the black truffle mushroom heavenly.

Everything was so good I wish I can order more. Hut my tummy just could not accommodate it anymore.

Grilled sardines.
Black truffle mushroom croquettes