Today, as I take the bus back to Davao City from Cagayan de Oro, I’m reminded of Our Lady of the Happy Journey. She’s often invoked by travelers—for safety, for peace of heart, and for the quiet assurance that every mile brings us closer not just to our destination, but also to ourselves. There’s something sacred about long bus rides—the rhythm of the wheels, the changing landscapes, and the pause it gives us to simply be. Sometimes, the road itself becomes prayer. And maybe