Feeling incomplete is one of the reasons why we can't love ourself. There is a missing part within us so we try to search it in some places or maybe sometimes, we try to search it from people. A strong woman went back to the country where she had experienced a traumatic event in her past. Umaasang mahahanap niya ang sarili sa Pilipinas, umuwi siya rito at matapang na nanirahang mag-isa. We don't met people by accident. Perhaps they are a blessing in disguise, or they might be also the people that we can only call a "lesson learned". Paano kung sa pag-uwi niya sa Pilipinas ay makilala niya ang taong naging dahilan kung bakit siya nagdusa sa nakaraan niya? Paano kung makilala niya rin ang taong mas makakapag-bigay linaw sa nangyari sa nakaraan? Paano kapag makilala niya yung taong bubuo at dudurog din pala sa kanya? Paano kung lahat sila'y konektado sa isa't-isa? Going back to the same place where we have been broken is like an unknown destination. We'll never know what's waiting for us in that place. Tama kaya ang desisyon niyang bumalik sa Pilipinas? Could she ever find something that can make her feel whole? Or would she only lose herself even more?