September 26, 2009---I went home just to sleep for a few hours after my graveyard shift thinking that the rains would be "conducive" for sleep. Waking up became another story.... our village, Eusebio Bliss Village in Maybunga Pasig City was among the many places hit by Typhoon Ondoy....Strike two, I should say, for me. Our first tragic encounter with a typhoon was in Quezon province, when it was hit by Typhoon Winnie and Yoyong in 2004. My mom died there among the 800+ victims of landslide and flooding. Now, I am far more than luckier. Yes, our place is still flooded (as of this writing, Oct 7), yes we are still temporarily staying in a friend's house, and yes we are anticipating our next move on whether to stay in our Pasig unit or find a new place. We have been residents of Pasig for almost six years...Our routine, our neighbors, our lives. It is easier said than done to simply leave things all behind. Our place is like our second home away from our province and we have to face so many issues if ever we finally decided to leave our unit for good. Transfer of billing statements, of our things (in six years, of course, we have acquired a few material possession!), transfers which means lots of unexpected expenses at a time when Christmas season is at our doors. Anyway, I am not really worried about our things.. I am lucky. Period. I have taken a few pictures just for the sake of photographing "nature's wrath".. Hirap kalaban si Ondoy. He came when most of us are not prepared... and it's effect is lasting....Sometimes it is not the typhoon, sometimes it is ourselves...Watching TV is different from actual pain.. Asking people what happened to them and lifting their spirits is different from actually experiencing the actual pain...I knew how my mom felt... fear for dear life.. I just could not asked her...
Pictures taken below were from Sept 28 and Oct 2 2009.
