Rebellion against acceptance! I grew up from a broken family, as I remember I was ten years old when my mother left to work overseas in order for her to help in the family’s financial needs. We are four siblings and I am the youngest, everyone has their own talents and the will to continue our studies to be able to help our parents.
Growing up is so tough on my end (that is what I know and what I feel). I always see to it that my grade is high so I can boast myself to my mom that I am the best among all her children. I would get awards from school and would proudly wave it to my brothers and sister, until one day the excitement to do it ended.
I started feeling lonely and that I started opening my eyes to see what is really happening around me. I started growing up emotionally BROKEN; I had seen that my family is not perfect. Let me just explain the reason behind it. "My father took his mistress to our home while my mother is working from a different country; I had seen how he lied to my mom over the phone while he is holding the hand of his lover.
That does not end there since I and my elder sister were harassed by our own father. We cannot even tell our mom what is happening because of fear. I was twelve years old when my mom came home and caught my father having an affair and that ended up their marriage and that made me feel more miserable. There was a time that I need to decide and I was torn between getting a proper education with the help of my father or to be protected and loved by my mother. I decided to stay with my father to finish my studies with the fear of what would happen to me. I started fleeing and making excuses to be away from him every day, I would go to a friend’s house or to church just to have the feeling of being safe.
Finally, I graduated and left home and since I am on my own the memories of what happened to me flashed back and I started doing my own rebellion.
I got pregnant and the guy would like me to abort the baby. At that moment I realized that to rebel on what happened to me is another mistake.
I started completing myself, with the baby inside me I started building my future and accepting that it is not the past that would hold you yet it is you who would mold and decide for what would happen in your future.
I had another failed relationship and was gifted with another angel. Two failed relationship and two beautiful children strengthened me to continue.
Life goes on and all I just need to do is to be strong and remain strong for my kids.
One day in my life GOD gave me a partner who accepted not only me but even my kids as his own, a partner that I prayed for and that completed my life and now a family of my own. Accepting the past and using it as my foundation and putting GOD in the middle of everything made my life complete.
Yes I might have stumbled yet I stood up with the help of GOD and I am keeping the Faith in me. This is my TALE OF GRATITUDE in life and to GOD.
“Meet my beautiful family”
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