Where we truly belong..

I just like many out there is a son of one of thousands who fled to the west in search of a better future.. My father had been to many countries before settling down here in the great white north.. he has a varieties of stories and albums of people and places that he had been..  but he always remind himself where he truly came from.. my that is not political. he rarely states his opinion regarding politicians and their agenda's.. but he is a true patriot. My dad holds a canadian citizenship.. what baffles me is every time he see's a philippine flag its like seeing a majestic sight.. or hearing the philippine national anthem.. i watch him as he stood silent with his right arm to his chest.. without a single sudden movement until the anthem ended.. that is a true patriot.. you can see the respect within their eyes.. my parents always tells me never forget where you came from.. but then always respect where you are now.. that always remains in my head it always reminds me that i am fortunate. it's been a long time phillipines.. it's been a while since i last gaze at your beaches and your beautiful sunsets.. I've been longing for you! all though i am in good hands.. Canada is the best country in the world. most friendly and diverse.. it has been taking good care of me for a long time now.. given me all the the oppurtunities to excel.. but most of all it has given me a place to call home.. where i truly must say.. i feel like i belong here.. the philippines.. i will always love.. and canada will always be my home..