It has been exactly 18 days since we transferred to our new house. Our departure from our old place has been abrupt but with God's grace, everything is falling into place.
Looking back, house hunting has been a challenging and roller coaster ride. You will be engulfed with different emotions varying from excitement, to disappointment to exasperation. After 3 days of exhausting ourselves physically in trying to find a house, our prayers were answered as we were able to find a house that not only suits our budget but also fits our "space needs". Viola! A 3 bedroom house with 2 T&B and a covered 1 car garage in a small quiet ville where my kids could ride their bicycles without fear of being ran over by fast vehicles. And aside from the kitchen, it even has a small dirty kitchen & laundry area to boot. Each room receives ample natural lighting. A far cry from our old place wherein you would always need to turn on the lights even at daytime.
It was physically, emotionally & financially draining but then, the storm is over. Life goes on and everything is slowly returning back to its normal state. Each day that passes, I see my family adjusting and enjoying our new surroundings.
The people that caused our sudden transfer will forever carry in their hearts the guilt of their irrational & harsh behaviour when they displaced a family with 4 kids in the middle of the school year. But one thing I am sure of is that I, together with my family will happily move on to the next chapter of our lives full of hopes in our new found place we now call HOME.
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I grew up independently from my father. With the few occasions we were together, my dad left me bits of wisdom that to this date i carry. I see my dad as a very compassionate and sympathetic person and even at his highest peak of anger never did I saw him act upon hatred, I am very happy to be named after him. Some people that i know is not even worth the dime for being named after their dad, could not even be half the man his old folk was. What kind a man could kick out a family out of their home over a little argument. And what kind of a man couldn't look you in the eye and tell their complaints to you directly , and what kind of a man will stab you in the back and not give you a chance for fair play. I grew up a fighter and grew up with dignity, and I am sure my dad found what he wanted to see in me. And as for the other person, with the value you have, you'll be a loser forever and life evidently says it so already.
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