after my wristwatch was stolen, at our own house, (wristwatch was given to me as my father's Christmas Gift last year.) I learned to appreciate the things that I have. And live my life the way it should be. Forget the person and his doing. After all, the alleged was my cousin. I blamed him though, but I forgave him. I know the Holy Spirit sank into me and told me to let it go. I cried over night. I even gone to my work with little eyes. Shattered. Tired. I even gone home early just to breathe. Now, as I am writing this, I thank God.

My father and my mother fought because of this issue. My father, who's an OFW was brought to the hospital because of High Blood Pressure. I felt guilt. Knowing that he was alone in Saudi Arabia, we are not there to accompany him. Thank God, my father was released the other morning.

I can do anything for my family. ANYTHING just to keep them safe.

again thank God for what happened. With Him by my side, all I can say is "BRING IT ON!"