Moving out.

   

I am blessed to have been raised by a woman who never showed fear.

There is no greater love than the love of a Mother. There are times, when I don’t feel okay and I dial the phone and call my mom.  As soon as I hear her voice I go back to a child, “Ma, I’m not okay.”  And in her loving way, she makes everything alright for me. She has been the stronghold of my life and in some strange way I just always expect her to be here.

But things change. I have to grow up and stand on my own feet. Prepare myself to be resposible and make decisions on my own.

This is the time to leave the home and start to prepare myself to build a family of my own. (I'm not getting married, nagre-ready lang. Haha) AB