I can't adjust... Its hard to Accept...

My Auntie Pearly beside of our mother and the small girl is my cousin and I am the little fat boy...

Nanay I miss your voice who's always calling me when it's time to eat.
I miss your smell when I embrace you... You are always in my mind and dreaming to hold you... I wish to God to go back there in the Philippines. I will take and hug your dead body and I will kiss you nanay... I really miss your voice...

I can't stop crying while doing this blog.

I always remember the last day I hug you, I tears while I hug you. And I do not want to leave that day. I just want to be with you and watch you. You are an old mother so I want to watch you. But it's too late... Now, I want to go home but I can not do it. I have no money for a plane ticket.

Please, God helps me... Even in my dream let her enter to talk to me... Let me feel her... Let me hear the voice of my mother... Let me smell her body.

Thank you for everything nanay... I finish my study because of you. I taking care the last shoes that you gave it to me. And the Polo shirt that you gave it to me is with me right now. it's almost 15 years. Until now I wear it. Tomorrow I promise I will wear it for you.

I hope there are people with a Good heart to help me in my ticket... Any amount steeminas...
My total amount in
dollar is 1,375
In dirham is 5,060
Pick season is very expensive ticket...