*Please excuse me if the posts are one after the other. I typed up several posts over the last few days, but only had time to start the blog and upload today.
Last month, we took the kids for a quick overnight stay at Punta Fuego. We all haven't been to the beach in a long, long time. In addition to that, since finding out about Kat's CDH, we haven't taken our kids anywhere outside Alabang. We all needed a little break.
It was probably one of the most meaningful trips we've had. We've taken the kids out of the country already, but for some reason, this short overnight trip was the most special one. Perhaps it's because, after just being in the hospital for most of the time for checkups and scans, we missed a few months of the kids growing up. After giving birth, we missed a few months more. I mean, we were there, physically present. But we weren't really THERE. And they grew up so much over those months.
So we spent the road trip laughing, munching on junk food, singing to Katy Perry songs. We made them eat in Mang Inasal (the only restaurant we could find in the Batangas area aside from Jollibee). I think we were all surprised that they loved it (they're big Mcdo fans). After checking in, we spent the rest of the day rolling J on the sand, making him look like a mermaid, with boobs. (I chuckle while typing this). They looked for crabs, shells, and built castles for them. Punta Fuego is the best place to be in, personally, when you want a beach all to yourself.
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Only a handful of people on the beach. |
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Chess, the beach, and my thoughtful son. |
We had a great buffet dinner (the food was much better than I remembered). We played some chess, WII, and air hockey at the gameroom beside our villa. The next day we had an awesome buffet breakfast, and spent more time on the shore, before packing up and going home.
Thank you God, for giving us these opportunities to enjoy our children. Soon they'll be teenagers, and will prefer to go to the beach with their friends instead of us. Our experience with Kat taught us to appreciate our children more, right now, as we may not have another child again. There is no do-over there; is no next time. This is our now. It was wonderful way to try to start over again.
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The road home. |
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