by Cecile Cinco
Today is D-Day. Rather, tonight. We are going up to Baguio City to celebrate the Feast of Tabernacles which we have been doing since I was 2 months young. Yes, my mom and dad were keeping it 3 years ahead of me. Since then, we have been knowingly, believingly and convictedly keeping it as one of the festivals commanded of God.
I haven’t packed yet. I still have some clothes waiting to dry. Good thing the sun is up, shining. Hopefully it does for a long time. The typhoon from the south is coming up to the north. Hopefully it veers away instead.
Yes, I’m excited but I really pack on D-day. 
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