Then the power supply went out. I tried to sleep but the roaring sound on our roof top was getting louder and corrugated iron were flying from everywhere. I prayed for our safety. I no longer cared for the roof nor for whatever else this typhoon would damage. I just prayed for our family to be safe.
Then the calmness after the storm came. Looking at the sky, I could not believe how calm it was, as if nothing happened. Looking down, leaves and branches covered the roads. The trees that made it through the storm stood proud despite the foliage loss. We did lose the entire top floor roof. The entire roof of our third floor was blown away by winds. I am grateful that it hurt no one as the strong winds hurled it across the road down below. I am grateful that we have family and friends, all safe, helping each other fix the mess Glenda has left. What I do realize is that calamities like this bring out the goodness in people. The spirit of bayanihan lives. People will come to fix our roof and to fix our water installation probably damaged by a debris hurled around by Glenda's violent wind.
Despite our best efforts to see the sun after the storm, we can't close our eyes to those who were harmed and those who lost their loved one. Our roof can be repaired. Nanay's garden can be replaced. What we lost, we could regain; but for others, this may not be so.
To them, I share a prayer, for now. Hopefully, I can do something else.
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