By: Felmar E. Seneca
An online real estate comparison study has recently revealed that the majority of Filipinos still prefer living in a house-and-lot. Climate change and modern technology fuel our country's rapid urbanization. This entailed the expansion of roads and highways to accommodate the needs in today's economy. Due to modernization, studies have also shown a surge in property searches in the provinces.
Hoping to upgrade their way of life, families find house-and-lots as a rewarding long-term investment. The locations of these developments are perfect for families looking to improve their lifestyle morally, intellectually, or culturally as they desire.
Buying a new home is a big decision. There are essential steps to take, the considerations you have to make, and the possibilities you can get out of owning a house and lot property.
First, do the extensive research which needs to be sure that the property itself is worth your investment. Second, Figure out your financing plans with terms that ease up terms on reservation fee, down payment, and monthly amortization. Lastly, ask about adjustments that can be made. If you plan to make some modifications to the unit, check what is allowed by your developer.
House and lot owners have the freedom or capability to adapt to new, different, or changing situations to grow their property depending on their needs. On the other hand, if you are in a condominium unit or apartment, you have to limit or control remodeling or modifying the place where you live.
With these, you cannot easily add rooms if for additional members of your family. There are also no allowances for outdoor spaces like a garden, yard, or extra parking. The most important thing about being a house and lot owner is enjoying privacy and security.
Every family wants a secure and safe environment that improves their way of life. Find your favorite township, where you can feel safe and bloom. Visit www.camella.com.ph or contact Camella at (0917) 5639617.
By: Hannah Fai Tacardon
I open my eyes and looked outside the window. This is the day I've long been waiting for. I notice the trees quickly shift as I pass by fast. Was this the same place I grew up in? The view, the sound, the feeling—everything looks new and unfamiliar, but I still feel a wave of nostalgia come. It is as if everything has changed. But the surroundings still held the same feeling, digging up my memories from days of long ago.
I step out and feel the ground. I think of the last time I've been in this land where I was born and raised. I have spent most of my living in places foreign and unknown that nurtured me the same. But I've always longed to return here: home. This homecoming was different from what I have imagined. I have expected more people to welcome us—people that'll come from far away. But those expectations have to rest amid this airborne outbreak with no cure, causing cities to remain in lockdown.
I spent my first days back home in a cramped-up place, waiting for my quarantine to be over. I slept with the excruciating longing every night. Then I had to go through a series of tests, all the while carrying this feeling of being so near yet so far from home.
Then here comes the moment I have spent my time dreaming of. I once imagined a far grander welcome—one where it happens in the airport like how it appears in the movies. But those thoughts disappear when I felt the warm embrace from the child I left when she was still an infant. All my imaginings disappeared at the sight of the woman I love, walking towards me, with her hands covering her mouth and tears in her eyes. Walking up to her, I whisper the words I've been carrying for so long. "I'm home," I say, and she loses all her strength and falls to my arms weeping.
We rode home, passing through the same roads I took the day I left. I recognize old buildings and take notice of the new ones beside them. Some of the ones I remember from before are still there, unchanged; some have been altered; others have been completely torn down. It's the same old city, but something about it is different. I sacrificed being away from my family. I've endured countless days in the hands of foreigners dreaming for this day to come. The realization hit me then. This is more than what I've dreamed of. This is beyond what I could hope for.
I walk up to the door and turn the knob. There I was overwhelmed by the welcoming aroma of my favorite food being prepared by none other than my mother. I still remember those deft hands in the kitchen, and how she raised me with all her might. I sink into this relaxing feeling. I take in the feeling of being home again all the way to my soul. I silently ask if this is the fruit of all my hard work all these years. The immediate answer is yes, and there is nothing I regret.
I sit across the counter and watch both ladies prepare our meal in the generously spaced, well-ventilated, and well-lighted kitchen. I watch as they move around the space as if they're in a dance, opening cupboards and mixing ingredients. I continue the tour of the house and come up the stairs where I see two spacious rooms—simple yet elegant.
Walking towards the bright door, I see the street. I see our neighbors' house, the people along the streets watering their plants and walking their pets. Lost in my train of thoughts, I almost didn't hear the small voice, angel-like, calling me. "Daddy, let's eat," the voice said. That brought me back to reality. Overcome by a sense of great relief, I exhale and whisper into thin air, “Thank you, Lord, for the opportunity to be in this moment. Thank you, Camella, for helping me realizes this dream."
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