Yesterday was my stepdad's birthday. It was just a very simple celebration.
It's a little awkward when my mom first met this man. I don't like him! It was a year after my father died. I don't find him approachable and thoughtful.
But mom liked him. I saw her became happy with that man.
It took me a decade to learn liking him. We always had troubles at home when we're together. That's mostly the reason I kept leaving home. I tried to stay away from him but keep coming back because of mom.
The moment he lived with us, I went to Manila. I don't know what I am doing there but it's just one way of escaping the bad atmosphere we had at home.
I went to Promotions for Japan. I almost had a chance to go to Korea for an invitation to join a Music band but my Manager didn't allow me.
It took me 3 years before I had my visa released. I went out of the Promotion and waited for my visa at my relatives. But, it was then when Japan banned talents from Philippines because of the sudden increase on prostitution. I lose hope! But a month after, I got a job and it was lifeguarding at a resort. I have worked there for 5 long years. In that span of year, I got married and had one child. It was then I thought of going back home. Not because I failed going abroad but because I am proud to be a wife and a mother now.
I hate regrets. I don't want to feel it. Why does it exist?
Afterall, I am satistied with what I have become. I am happy and contented. God had different plans for me.
So now, I'm here at my mom's house, trying to pick up the pieces. It's hard but I'm trying to get along with my stepdad. What's the use of hating him. It took them 10 long years of togetherness. And I want my mom to be happy.
Everyday, I discover new things. But true, we cannot please everybody. And I don't feel bad about it.
God will make a way for me...
He always does...
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