Growing UP

Growing up is hard, especially learning how to deal with it. I grew up being the eldest and often I was like the youngest maybe because I was the only girl.

My family started from scratch and learned how to live life. Eventually, my parents became successful - well, my mom is good in handling the business. Struggles in family kept on growing the more problems, the harder it is to handle life.

Moreover, it took time and I too became involved in this family. I didn't meddle often with the family issues, but when things got messy, I know I had to take my stand. It was hard. It is hard. It was hard to balance things and trying to protect the family. But there are things that people need to understand. We are not a perfect family. Imperfect as it is, I became weak all throughout.

Then and there, I continued to struggle. I asked God for help, and He didn't fail me. He still keeps me strong and keeps my hopes up. Though I am still in the crossroads, I know He'd continue to bless me and my family. Help me Lord. I surrender everything to you.