Did you ever feel empty or incomplete? Did you ever dream of going home and leaving your dreams? Me? I always do.

I just arrived this morning coming back from Bicol province.   I visited my mother there for 3 days weekend vacation.  It was wonderful, It feels like I’ve never been home for a long time. I had such a great time. Although we had lots of visitors because it’s fiesta there. It really felt home for me.

But what is a Home? Is it where you were born.. Is it where you go home after school or work.. Is it the house where you live.. I remember a line from my favorite cartoon character Naruto says “Home is where someone is thinking about you”.  It’s true.

Being with my mother was the only way to feel home for me.  Yeah I admit I am my mama’s boy.  Former mama’s black sheep back in elementary and high school.  Kicked-out from the school she wanted for me,  Alcohol drinker and smoker at a young age of 16 and troublemaker in school. A lot of things I’m not proud of sharing.

I know how much pain I’ve caused her.  It all changed when I was in college.  from then, I had this sense of responsibility. I studied hard and worked hard.  I won several programming competitions.  I never stop studying. I aimed high and wanted her to be proud of me.  I know she’s proud of me now.

I hope our plans will work when she retire.  We would manage a farm and live a simple life. Plant trees, feed animals, raise money for a small foundation and so much more.. whew! I can’t wait anymore..

At end of this blog.  I could say that home is where the most important part of your life lives.