My Norlito |
My Jaron at less than 2 years old |
But I have to go.
My “emotional why” tell me I need to go. To cut the story short, my mother was stricken with the deadly cancer. She needed series of chemotherapy sessions to battle the disease. I’m the oldest in the family and the breadwinner as well (before I got married). I’m “sandwiched”! Sandwiched between taking care of my own family needs and taking the responsibility for my loving mother’s medication. It’s payback time for her unconditional love and tremendous sacrifices for me to reach where I am today.
I promised myself, I will, by all means, return home someday with fulfilled mission and vision.
And like a powerful mantra: Veni, vidi, vici (I came, I saw, I conquered) Perth Western Australia!
Journeying with Passion,
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