As a child, I envisioned a life far removed from my small town of Tipas, Taguig City. I dreamt of walking down vibrant streets, experiencing the world beyond what I knew.
Yet, as adulthood set in, I found myself returning to the familiar streets of my hometown. Instead of pursuing a distant dream, I’ve found peace and belonging in the very place where my roots have grown deep.
As a child, my dreams were filled with visions of a life far from home. Yet, as an adult, I’ve found my roots firmly planted in the vibrant streets of Tipas in Taguig City, where community ties have shaped my journey.
Famous for their sweet delicacy, Tipas, and Hopia are matches made in culinary heaven. With its unique origins, this distinct Filipino snack is as inseparable from Tipas as Cebu is from its Mangoes and Davao from its Durian.
However, Tipas is not just about its sweet delicacy; what makes it unique is the people you meet along the way. The small smiles, stealing of glances, short conversations all add to the unique charm of this place. Growing up in this small community, I habitually memorized the faces of strangers I encountered in places I’d been. Perhaps it is the same person I have rode the jeepneys with since high school, someone who has guarded the small mini grocery store since I was a kid. There are stories— special bonds that I shared with these people that made me find comfort in the familiar faces that make up my daily life in Tipas.
The valuable connections I have formed within my community are a constant reminder that home is much more than just a physical location; it encompasses the emotions and experiences we share with others as I journey through life.
