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“Gusto ko nga ipahibalo ang mga istorya na naga kahitabo sa banwa gisaad na to”
– Balita by Gloc 9

It’s been three weeks since I’ve been back from the ‘Motherland’.  It’s been also three weeks of pulling out old photos, videos, and organizing everything to be digitized.  I understand now why people are able to be paid to digitize old archives.

A piece of me is missing but at the same time it’s not missing.  Part of me has been left in the Philippines while part of me is back here in America.  Before flying back I thought to myself, “Will I continue to live my life as it was in America or have I consciously changed after this experience?”.  I do have mixed emotions which I am unraveling.  Whether these emotions are positive or negative, after attending a few conferences and being a part of organizations, I’ve learned from others to understand that these emotions are what make me human.

Also I’ve learned from two very wise women.  One woman had said that “Only you are in control of your own thoughts and what you do with them”, and another woman had said to me after asking her for advice was, “Negative thoughts are not in your vocabulary”.  The first woman is Grace Lee Boggs, an American Revolutionary, and the second was Fe Rowland who was the past director for Paaralang Pilipino or Filipino School at the Philippine American Cultural Center of Michigan.  These testimonials have gotten me through many obstacles.

I thank many of the people who have helped me along the way who made this trip possible, those who aided my search such as the Inter-Country AdoptIon Board whom I’ve been in contact with since last Spring, Lorial Crowder who is the co-founder of the Filipino Adoptees Network which is based in New Your City, who is a close friend of mine and aided me during most of the trip.  Lastly was my previous foster family’s generosity of offering me to stay at their home, and for my foster sister Hesziel and her family for emotional support and making me feel safe and keep me safe in my own homeland.  I also thank the people at Asilo for allowing me to stay within their dormitories.

During the trip I was able to meet and network with many people involved in inter-country Adoption Services at the 12th Global Consultation on Child Welfare.  Meeting them at this conference also helped finding the right contact people as well when I had to travel to my island of birth, Cebu.  The Department of Social Welfare & Development (DSWD) Region VII were my primary contacts in going to Cebu.

With the help with many of these friends, family and organizations, their advice and dialogue has helped me through many obstacles.  Without them it may not have been easy.  A part of me feels that we’re all meant to have intersected with one another.  

Another part of me wishes that I had could have stayed longer.  Being back in America is strange.  Being in the Philippines was even stranger yet at the same time I felt home.  Perhaps it was because I was fortunate to have people like the organizations whom helped me along the way which were like family to me and also of course, my foster and biological family.  There’s a stronger emphasis of the importance and value of politeness and human interactions while in the Philippines.  Others may argue this but being adopted and still keeping myself rooted within my culture, I’m glad that I was given the opportunity to learn the culture and language parang hindi maging mayabang kung palaging nag-eenglish ako. “so I don’t come off as snobbish if I kept speaking English” since I took the opportunity as much as  I could to understand my roots and assimilate as much as I am able to…

Having these thoughts on my mind of this does not make me grow tired.  I may be still in the process of understanding everything that just happened while I was there.  It won’t be instantaneous but I am a strong believer in that everything happens for a reason.  For sure I know that this entire journey has made me stronger and has had a positive outcome.