Grace will meet you in the valley, and her song will carry you home on the wind to another sky filled with ethereal beauty unfolding and love everlasting.
Shannon L. Alder
At first, I wasn’t as excited as one of our “second mommies” assured us the hidden splendor she’s familiar with. I failed to conceive the surprise waiting for me. Approaching her, I could hear her warm welcome. She stands majestic as she lets her gentle, delighted tears run through her body. I stopped in a distance, looked at her intently. To think that I grew up in the province and have seen numerous falls, Tumalog took my breath away. She is a rare beauty. Watching her is already a description of my God’s artistry.
The road from the drop off going to this attraction was rocky. Riding on a motorcycle which the locals call, habal-habal, was a daring will. We were in a convoy, some screaming in exuberance, especially me. There are no stores to accommodate your hunger or thirst. Fortunately, we bought goodies at the drop off. Hungry or not, the view didn’t stop us from beaming. The cold water dropping from the heavens, touching the sturdy glossy rocks serenaded us with ethereal music.
The place kind of reminded me of That Thing Called Tadhana. The question, “Where do broken hearts go?” was reborn because of this movie. Many recommend Sagada. I didn’t expect I’ll meet Tumalog but I did what the main actress did in the movie (with a sweet twist). Seated on a big rock as the raging waters consumed me, bravely as I could, I shouted releasing the frustration and the heartache I’ve kept for months. Friends joined me in a loud amusement as they witnessed that unforeseen moment.♥