Coming Home

They say that theres no blot same(p) home, and I would say nonhing a lot performs close. People here, there and everywhere dream of a place, abroad or loc wholey to go to. But for people like me who grew up at the province and are now studying in a incompatible place, we reminisce the times we were with the people who we grew up with. Yes, the place I would like to visit is my hometown of GeneralSantosCity. The place that I will forever cherish in my memories In the days coming before the semestral break, a patron asked me, Are you going to go seat to Gensan? and I said yeah.Then she asked me why, at first I didnt really do it what to say. I just had this overwhelming feeling all semester that I privation to go back. To go back to the place I spend sixteen years of my life, the place that molded my being, that taught me so much and gave me so much to bring with me here in Cavite. My quick answer of line of products was because it was where I grew up, at the time I felt it was capable still, as I thought about it more, I realized it was a pretty shallow answer. I mean, who doesnt want to go back home? But then again what is a home? For rough it doesnt even exist, and for some they say its just a memory.Some say it is the place where you grow up wanting to see and grow old wanting to come back. Still others say it is where we belong, it is not a physical structure but rather for me it is a smell of well being. You just feel right, when youre there, I dont know, I dont have the wisdom to elaborate further, but Im sure theres a place where youve felt it too. For me, its just different there, I feel so calm, so relaxed, so at ease, so at home, its the place I feel I can let my guard down. Well its not that I didnt have problems while I was in Gensan. turn over me, there were things that I regretted doing there up until now. Ang rami ko ngang kapalpakan noon as I say in our native language. But after dealings with my new environment here, nostalg ia is a welcome visitor. As the lyrics of a line saysIm coming home, Im coming home,Tell the? realness Im coming home, Let the rain swear out away, all the pain of yesterday,I know my kingdom awaits and theyve forgiven my mistakes,Im coming home,Im coming home,Tell the world Im coming . Because you see as time passes by you will come to laugh at the most bitter of memories, even the most hurtful, because I believe there will come a time when all we will have is our dear lives and our failing memories.