It's been three years exactly today since I've stepped on this very land where I am right now. I stepped foot at O'hare International Airport in February 1, 2005 and today marks the third year I am here. A lot of things had happend in the last three years- here and back home. Triz arrived into mine and swithart's lives and we couldn't ask for anything more beautiful. While swithart is into his dissertation now for his PhD in Mathematics Education. We've managed very well in the last three years eventhough we don't have our own place yet. We still live in SIL's house and I am more than thankful for her accommodation. Soon, when all things planned will turn out good, it will be another milestone and blessing. I could say we have moved on in the last few years and that, we are even ready to keep moving on. BUT... in all those endeavors, I surely missed these two most loved people in my life:

Just my older sister Yaya and her daughter Shaira. Ahhh... It's been more than three years since I last saw Yaya and Kuya Tom, her husband, and exactly three years naman with Shaira. Yaya and I are the closest, while I am like a mother to Shaira during Yaya's absence. Yaya is in Philippines right now since January 3, and she will stay there in the next six months or until the house that they just purchased in an exclusive subdivision back in CDO will be finished. We have the same wish right now: for me and Triz to go home and be with them while they're there. BUT, it's only possible if she could help me. We'll see. I am so dying to go home, and you know why. I am so homesicked right now, though moving on but I am so mising a lot of people! Don't you just?