Monday Thoughts, Going Home Photography 012626

I saw this video on Reels which a man above 100 years old still longing to see his mother. He's crying because he misses his mom so much, and recalls the pain when he lost her. It affected me because I also have that same yearning of seeing my mother again. My mom passed away when I was 23 years old, and I hoped I had spent more years with her. I think I'm still very young to lose a mom.

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We're going home from Bolinao at that time, and we passed the mountainous areas of the town. It feels like Baguio City, except it isn't cold. The bus isn't air conditioned, and the window is open. I can feel the heat outside.