Born For A Reason

Every each one of us was born for a reason. Like God was born to die at
the cross for our sins.

I am alone since I was a kid but every time I look at the sky I always
ask to myself “what is my purpose for living here at planet earth if I’m always
sad?” and then one day an opportunity arrived and without a doubt and
hesitation I grabbed it and there. Since then I might say my life is a mess but
when I met THEM, my friends, my Nanay Rosa, my baby and HIM they made my messy
life tidier than I expected.

There I realize they were born to make me feel contented and happy. But still
there is a question inside my head, “what is the reason why I was born?”

Is it to suffer? Sacrifice? To be yaya? To be a mom? To make people
happy like my friends do? To make people realize what are they worth’s? To make
me realize what is my worth?

Or to LOVE someone who suffered, sacrificed, a father, who makes me happy, or
the one who made me realize that I’m a big treasure or the one who LOVES ME

TRULY FOR WHO I AM.
You? What’s the reason
you were born? :)

Yours truly,
Ivana