It was just a few months that I was riding high on the wave of motherhood. It seems like just yesterday when I was beaming with pride with the thought of having my dream (at 15 I knew I was going to be a mother someday)come true and being complete as a woman.
But now, looking how things are in the Philippines, I write this piece with a heavy heart and a few tears ran free. Is there hope for this country? Is there an assurance that when I choose to stay here and decide not to move to another country, I would be assured that my son would grow up having the same previleges and options that the other kids his age would have from the other part of the world?
For now, I can only pray and hope, that the best is yet to come for my beloved country and its people. That those brave souls who gave up their lives just for us to have the freedom that we are enjoying now, did not just die in vain.
I can only ask God for his mercy and grace to pour unto this country and its inhabitants...