I am a product of broken family. I was only five years old when my parents separated. This happening ruined my life. I didn't enjoy my childhood. When my peers talk about my parents, I was easily irritated. I can't do anything but to run, hide, cry calling my mother. I was just like a bird flying elsewhere. When I got sick,  no one took care of me. At my young age, I needed to be responsible for myself. As the days passed, I became a mature person trying to understand things. I was not on the right track to condemn my parents. I knew there were reasons why they separated, I didn't hate them because they are still my parents, without them, I might not be here in this world.

I grew up without the guidance of my parents. Both of them didn't take any crucial responsibility especially in providing me an education. I have lived with my uncle when I was in grade five. How hard is it to be away with my parents. I haven't experience how to live a normal life since I was a kid for I did not stay with my family. It hurts me so much. It's beyond my control. As of now, life is taking me into good moments, pushing me to step by step with challenges that I believe it can make me a better man in the future.

I've now realized that life is full of mystery. Oftentimes, life is not a bed of roses, it has also thorns. Life must move on. . . Put God as the center of our life and I believe in the saying that our "life is what we make it".