The most important thing that happened to me is when i gave birth to my daughter on January 16, 1996. After she was born, my days revolved around her, even when i'm away from home. I'll always be thinking of her, hoping she is fine and feeling well always. When away, I would wonder if she's hungry or sad. I'm always trying to raise her well, so she will be a good person when she grew up. Well, que sera sera.
She is now 8 yrs old, a very sweet, affectionate and very persistent child to the point of being so annoying. But in the end you can say she's still a loving child. She liked to be the center of attention... which i can understand since she lacks a father at home. She gets the fatherly attention though from her uncles in the family.She likes to draw and color pictures and she also have many paper dolls that she want to play with her cousins and friends. She also love to play house with them, like a normal child her age.
