I’ve experienced being away from my family. I was 7 years old when my Mom left. I grew up here in the Philippines with my grandparents. When I was 14 years old, Mom decided it’s best for me to live with her. I experienced living in the US of A. ‘Twas good. I studied there for 6 months, and 4 months of vacation, went to LA & Florida. I can say I really had a great time staying there. Bonding and shopping with my Mom. Shopping.. gah. ♥ When I was 14 and I stayed here in the Philippines, I really didn’t care much about clothes, shoes & bags. But when I lived with my Mom, that changed. Although, I can’t help but to admit there was still something missing. I miss being in the Philippines. Not having to wait for your Mom or someone to drive you to the mall. Because you could ride a jeepney & see your friends whenever you want! Plus, school here & there.. it’s different. If only I could bring school, family, and my bestfriends there. If only. Now I’ve realized that this really is the good life. Not being away from where you actually grew up and being free. I’ll be with my Mom soon. After college. But not now. I still have to enjoy life as it is at the moment. ;)