That is me.
On what basis? Simple. The feel of soil on my fingers brings me great delight!
For this, I have to express my unending gratitude to my deceased maternal grandfather, Lolo Merto, who exposed us to farm life when we were still young. During my childhood, a visit to the rural rustic environment was something I would always await for. There, I would breathe in the earthy smell, gratify my eyes by just looking at its color and be ecstatic once my bare feet make contact with it.
This special bond with the earth is also the reason why I love nature and the outdoors. Given a twist in my being, I could be a hermit or may be a Maria Makiling clone 😌 so I could find the perfect solace in the woods.
But as of today, my normal life is overly blessed when I commune with nature in the presence of my loved ones and take what it generously offers while time permits.
Doubtlessly, a trip to my husband’s ancestral house in Indang, Cavite would morph me into that kind of persona which may never be envied by those modern women whose source of joy would be the suburbs.