It has been a month now since two of my nieces had been hospitalized for dengue fever. It was one hell-week I wouldn't mind erasing from my past given the chance, but ironically, it was also one incident that helped me make a life-changing decision... It is time for me to come home.I love to travel. I managed to stay away from home this past ten years or so, working here in the big city, because the opportunity to travel is here. Oh, I love my work too, but having both work and the chance to travel at the same time is a sweet package I enjoy having. But that incident made me realize there's not so much time a person has to spend it away from the people he loves for long. I guess half a lifetime away from the family is enough time to find my own person and now it would be the right time to share myself back to my family.
A lot of prayers, hope and little white butterflies kept me sane during that week of waiting for recovery news of my nieces. Both got through the ordeal well enough to ask their beloved aunt for a Dora doll they've been dying to have two weeks later. hehehe... No doubt, I'm very happy to oblige, my sweet little white butterflies.
