I came home this afternoon, dizzy and exhausted with the bale of papers in the office. Wish I were a rich man's daughter that I may have just sat down in my comfy niche and grasp in my hands what my heart desires in just a snap of my finger. Yet this is who I am - a working mom whose ultimate goal is to provide my kids a good life; a woman who knows no conviction of giving up. At times, I felt my body's aching for some rest but I need to labor. It can be bearable than seeing my family, my kids holding their empty plates - that would be heartbreaking. Why am I working this hard? One good reason is that I do not want that the difficult life I have had during my childhood will be tasted and experienced by my children. That was an utter nothingness. The photo below reminds me of the life I have had 25 years back. This is a semblance of the place where I experienced how is it to be homeless - we were just dwelling then in a tent alongside of the river. We lived through fishing and river floods were then a blessing to us because it meant food. I stopped college for two years because of my kidney stones. Nonetheless, i need to pursue my dreams. I could not just let poverty defeat me and consume the entirety of my being, my future. I went back to school, living on a stipend as I was qualified to an academic scholarship. I took my studies seriously and after four years, I made it and God repaid all my sufferings. I graduated at the top of all graduates. While I was delivering my speech, I was crying. That was the best triumph I ever had. With that experience, I can say that poverty can never be a hindrance to success. Yes, whatever life dishes out, it is always our determination, our conviction and faith in God that cause us to succeed. My experiences in life became a looking glass for my kids to do good in all their endeavors.
