Slowly but steadily, I understood that it was just another way in me growing up. These reflections are priceless, I didn't know how precious the thoughts she tried to force in me, until now. But it's always late than never. I really thank my mother with all of my heart for bringing me up in every way she can and I just want to say that I love her. From now on, I'll really appreciate her more than before with my actions and I'm sorry for causing her so much trouble in the past. I hope that I'll improve in every way I can, as a son. I was feeling so sick, so tired when I was washing the clothes. It was another level of understanding how she felt everytime she's sick but still hang on there just to finish doing all the chores. No words can describe her efforts towards the family.

I just hope that my parents will not quarrel so often. These days, my brother has not been going to school and his name was removed from the school's database. How can I help him? I'm so lost. My sister has not been coming home often and it has been months since I last saw her. I really miss her presence, her guidance. I just hope that she scores well for her upcoming exams and comes home soon. Time to sleep, I guess. No more 7am to 1pm kind of sleep.