August 23,1995 I was born. I did not grew up having my parents with me. When I was months old my mother flew back to Japan to work. I saw my dad through pictures and as far as I remember I never had a chance to talk to him.
Since my mother left I was looked after my relatives particularly “Nanay” which is my aunt.Their family welcomed me and treated me as their own.
When I was about 3-5 years old I seemed to think that they are my real family and I never thought that I ever had a REAL family which is in Japan. Nanay pushed me to talk to my mom but then sometimes I refused to. For me, i’am not just into her, it is not that I hate her but I just do not know what to say.
Those times I believed that Nanay and Tatay were my real parents, they let me feel that I am loved and cared. They attended to my every needs. I remember when it was my Elementary Graduation, my mother did not make it to accompany me in the aisle so it is Nanay who escorted me. My guardian are the ones who taught me to be strong, to have strong faith in God and to be a woman of courage and virtue. Maybe if I am not well educated I might be rebellious and surely hates my mom. The guardians that God has given me taught me not to blame everything to my mom and I should not be angry because she did everything for me and my siblings.
But like what happened when I was months old my Nanay also left for a reason that she needs to prioritize her family first, she went to Manila and stay there with their daughter. I feel so alone that time, there was a time that I called her but she pretended to be angry because she can not talk to me and bid goodbye. From that day onwards I have learned to be independent and it was the time that I started to be mature.
Until now they serve as my Nanay and Tatay, they still give pieces of advice and impart things that I should know, with that I thank God for giving me such guardians whom filled the missing parts in my LIFE! :)
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