The celebration of All Saints’s Day here in Manila was anything but boring. In our little clan, yesterday was chaotic and energy-draining but very fun and fulfilling. Together with my six-member family, my aunts and uncles and a few cousins, we left the city to visit the graves of my grandparents in Nueva Ecija.
It has been sort of a tradition. My uncle would bring his car (an L-300 Van) to serve as our service vehicle and we would all meet up at our favorite Jollibee store that’s open 24/7. The rest of us would be in charge of bringing food for our lunch at our ancestral house that’s now showing signs of age (unfortunately). The bonding would continue as we pay a visit to the cemetery and as we travel back to Manila.