The Three Currencies That Shape a Life—and a Home

by Richard Valdez - www.RichardValdezRE.com

We learned, slowly, that life trades in only three currencies.

Not the kind you can hold in your hand.

But knowledge, time, and money—each borrowed from the others when the cracks begin to show.

Why Our Search for Baguio City Real Estate Was Never About Land

Our search for a home in Baguio City was never really about land or ownership. It was about repair. About finding a place where the pieces of us could finally rest without being asked to perform.

Cool mornings softened by fog. Pine trees standing steady, as if they had survived their own storms and decided to stay anyway. This is what draws so many people to Baguio City real estate—not just investment potential, but the promise of breathing differently.

When Property Reflects What’s Already Broken

But land has a way of mirroring what’s already broken.

Titles layered with old stories. Promises that shift when pressed. Roads that narrow just when you think you’ve arrived. Each obstacle took something from us, and often it wasn’t money—it was sleep, trust, or the small hope that this time would be different.

Knowing When to Stop Forcing the Fit

So we stopped forcing the fit.

We let time hold what we could no longer carry.

We used knowledge, earned through loss and repetition, to recognize when persistence had turned into self-harm.

And we protected money, not as proof of success, but as a way to stop bleeding.

That pause felt like failure at first.

But it was actually repair.

A Quezon City Condo Investment Built on Continuity

In Quezon City, we chose something solid. A condominium rising beside future transit lines—paths still unfinished, but moving forward with intention.

This Quezon City condo investment wasn’t about perfection. It was about continuity. A home aligned with infrastructure, mobility, and the reality of retiring in the Philippines with foresight instead of urgency.

Imperfect. Evolving. Honest.

Baguio City: A Second Home for Healing

Baguio remained.

It always does.

The Summer Capital of the Philippines never promises to fix you. It simply offers space. Cooler air. Pine needles underfoot. A quieter kind of listening.

A future condo in Baguio City became less about escape and more about gathering ourselves—somewhere to bring our broken pieces when the heat of Metro Manila becomes unbearable, when the body remembers it needs nature to heal.

Retiring in the Philippines as a Gay Couple—On Our Own Terms

This is our journey.

Two men. A shared life. Two very opinionated dogs who keep us grounded in the present.

We are preparing to retire in the Philippines not by pretending we were never broken, but by choosing what holds. By refusing paths that cost us more than they give. By learning that wholeness doesn’t mean unscarred—it means supported.

Two homes.

Two purposes.

One life being reassembled with care.

Because when one currency runs low,

we borrow from the others.

And in the end, the right decisions don’t mend everything at once.

They simply stop the breaking—

and that is how healing begins.