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Working 5 days a week and spending Saturdays in school is eating much of my time with my two beautiful daughters. It's a sacrifice I hope they will understand someday, but it's a challenge for me not to make it obvious and felt. Arriving at home after a busy day is always something I look forward to. This is because my cute kids always seem to be excited to see me. A shout of "si Daddy, si daddy" from the balcony by my youngest as I park my car, and a simple "daddy, daddy!" by my eldest when I walk into the house, with a matching kiss, really feels great. These are the moments that you hope to last even as they grow older. My honk is heard, a quick head turn And Sam races to the balcony... Monty stops for a while but will continue what she's doing. Lying down at the balcony Sam makes a peep by lifting the leather curtain She shouts "si daddy, si daddy" And wait for my wave of acknowledgment. Lips ready to kiss, Monty waits for...

Last week, taking advantage of the long vacation, we decided to visit our grandmother in our hometown Tabuk, in the province of Kalinga. I also took the opportunity of improving my driving skills and drive for 12 hours, conquering the Dalton pass and the north expressway in the process. It was a scary but a wonderful learning experience. There was not much to do in Tabuk so we just drove around and took some pictures of the old and common spots you see in the place. I thought it would be nice to make a video presentation out of these photos for the benefit of those who want to reminisce or go back the memory lane. It will also be a showcase of what Tabuk is all about for those who have never been there or wanting to go there. Tabuk came from the word "Tobog", a living stream that runs from the upper part of the municipality that flows down to the lower part of the town which waters the wide fields of the residents of the place. Its land area accounts to 741.7...

O ne day you'll be home. You may not have noticed it, but you are closer to home than ever before. Each moment is a step taken. Each breath is a page turned. Each day is a mile marked, a mountain climbed. You are closer to home than you've ever been. Before you know it, your appointed arrival time will come; you'll descend the ramp and enter the City. You'll see faces that are waiting for you. You'll hear your name spoken by those who love you. And, maybe, just maybe- in the back, behind the crowds- the One who would rather die than live without you will remove His pierced hands from His heavenly robe and - applaud! by Max Lucado