
What the flood looked like through my window.
Early this morning, my youngest sister woke me up. When I went down, our kitchen is already flooded. I wasn't surprised actually, because this happens to us almost everytime there's a heavy downpour of rain. What surprised me, though, was the flood outside that reached knee deep. In my 32 years living here in Makati, in this specific area, this has NEVER happened.
This is nothing compared to what happened to our brothers and sisters located in the lower parts of Metro Manila. I'm asking everyone to please pray for our fellow Pinoys who are going through this trying time in their lives. Some of them are already living on their rooftops, some have already lost loved-ones.