I couldn’t see their agony because they were all smiles when they saw us coming. I immediately felt the warmth of these battered people of Bacacay, Albay. They never complained the entire time that we were there despite the long, lazy lines and the humidity. Even the 10-minute drizzle didn’t dampen anyone’s spirit, giving us volunteers the energy we needed to keep on. They were … Continue reading Christmas in Albay after the storms