A Tale of a single cat parent

Part 1 :growing up

Hello there reader's! I decided to write about my two cats and eventually I wanted to share it with you.

You might not be interested in it, but if you do then you must be cat lover.

At first I wasn't interested that much of a cat or dogs, I mean living with my parents house until 13th of age, and they are an animal lover, yep. Not that kind of typical human animal haha, I mean literally an animal.

We had lived a house built by my father, he is a carpenter, sometimes he sells herbal medicines, sometimes fixing bikes, or guitar. He knows a lot of things or I could say he knows how to make a living.

We are part of a poor family which is we strive harder to make a living for us to buy something to eat. And my parents are that kinda parents who work 5x harder for us to have a food in our mouth.

My mother own a very large garden. Not a typical garden that grows flower but she grow vegetables and growth crops, and when it time to harvest she sells it. She had a different variety of bananas, a sweet potato, an ube, and more. I don't know what they called it. And she also had an okra, corn, sesame, eggplant, string beans, and other different vegetables in her garden.

On the other hand when it comes to household chores my mother hardly stay in the house, she always in her garden. So we are actually 7 siblings and I am 5th among them. We did household work so that my mom wouldn't be angry an us when she's home. My other siblings went to manila for work, so just the four of us left at home. My father cooks for us, and sometime fetch us from school if it is raining. My father actually is the best cook in the world, he cooks delicious food for us even if it is a simple dish. For me, he is the best cook and a father for us.

As for my mother she is a very good at making delicacies, she is very patient when making it, but never been patient for us.

But, you know that what living for, there is no such a perfect family. My mother and father does not getting along well sometimes. My mom is really having a bad mood swing, yep that's what I got from her. I have a bad mood swing.

So in our house we had a different kind of a pet, we had cows, dogs, cats, birds, carabao. My mom love her dogs and cats more the us.

Me being jealous sometimes when my mom went to a market I'm putting her cat under a hamper so that I won't bother us. Yep I wasn't that into cats before, I was jealous of them, because my mom gave them more attention than us. And besides what can you expect from a 10 year old girl?

So as stories goes, I left home when I was 13 beacuse my father passed away. And started to live alone and making everything for me to live. I started working and at the same time studying. I had to fake my age at that time because no one's gonna hire me beacuse I was too young, but my face, I couldn't fake it. Yes I look young but people buy it anyway.

I actually survived with that kind of life, now let's proceed when I am 16 years old. Yeah I couldn't graduate high school because I had a family to feed, I have to focus on work so that I can provide for them. And at 16 I found a decent job in Makati. And it pays well, I work for like two years in there and one day my boss told me that I have to take a college degree so that he can promote me.

So I decided to take an acceleration exam so that I cat get certificate to proceed in college. A not so genius me, got it in one shot. Yeah, speaking of being lucky and favored by God.

I enrolled in college, took an IT course. I have to take my class at night I'm working at daytime, and it wasn't that easy. I manage my time with my work and classes at the same time. But I'm lack of sleep. I started relying in coffee because I need a caffeine in my body so the maybe It can help for me to stay awake for 14 hours.

And it is a bad thing, beacuse I started to get depressed, I think that time I thought of why am I doing this, why am I living for? I got tired of everything. I just awaken from a thruth that, I work hard enough for me to support my family, but I was not enough for them. I started to get depress and I cried every night and started hate everyone and everything.

Just when I'd given a chance again by God to continue my college, but this time in a University in Cavite, yes it like I was back in my hometown.