As I’ve mentioned plenty of times, I grew up in an island called Palawan. You see, my dad was a backpacker from Switzerland, he moved from one place to another and his next stop was the Philippines, which fortunately would be his last.
40 years ago, he discovered the beauty of Palawan and he never looked back again. He stayed and made a simple life for himself in the island. He told me once he saw the virgin islands and tasted the fresh papayas that he plucked from the trees, he shouted “this is it man this is it!” this was the kind of life he wanted, this is where he wanted to live the rest of his life. To await the tropical sunset every afternoon, to wake up and smell the salty sea breeze. He then leased a small island where we would spend the most of our childhood and called it “Cocoloco”(crazy for coconuts). This was his version of the simple perfect life.
I am thankful everyday for the life he chose because it became my life, too. My sisters and I would play under the gorgeous sun all day and at night we would wait for our dad to tuck us in our bungalows and we’d fall asleep listening to the sound of the waves melody, it was our version of a lullaby. A whole island just for us. Now what could be better than that?
Unfortunately, life has its twists and turns and 25 years later, we lost ownership of the island and I never came back. I haven’t seen the Island for 6 long years. My sister wanted to go back under the circumstances that it isn’t ours anymore just to reminice, or maybe to inhale the air the island exhales. Whatever her reason were, she just wanted to go back and when my sister sets her mind on something she’ll do anything to achieve it.
She cherished every bit of time she had within the island and let me tell you, I was jealous. She was planning it for weeks and kept on asking me to come with her, but I couldn’t. I didn’t know what to expect, what I would feel. This is where i grew up, my heart and my soul was there and it’s not ours to call home anymore. I was baffled.
3 days has passed since her visit, she just got home from the island and I saw it in her face, it didn’t make her sad, it made her feel whole. Now I’m sure I want to see it again. I want to go home too. I want to feel whole, too. So for my next trip back to Palawan, I am going to visit my old home and I’m sure nothing would make me happier.