My Three Friends

I just arrive back today from visiting my family in Negros. I had a great time with my family and I got to catch up with some of my school friends who I have not seen since my school days. It was a happy reunion but also sad for me too. My three friends that I meet are all married and have babies of there own. I love playing with there babies and watching them play. My three friends, I feel both happy and sad for them at the same time because they had so much potential in school and they where very smart, god gave them this gift. Now when I look at them, I see that they too are both happy and sad. Happy because they are a mother with beautiful babies but very sad because they know that there babies will grow up very poor like them. The cycle repeating itself. One of my friends Jean, she was going to be a nurse and was 2nd year when she get pregnant, now she no longer studies and her husband earns 80 pesos per day cutting sugar cane. My life here is not great and certainly not perfect but I am sure if I have the opportunity and the brain to be a nurse, I would have made any sacrifice to make that happen. My friend should have kept her panties on and her legs crossed because now her life is so hard and her dream of being a nurse is gone for ever. The dreams of Jeans parents are also gone because my friend becoming a nurse would help Jean herself have a better life but also her brothers and sisters to have a better life too. Her parents made so many sacrifices for her education and she just throw it all away. My face is always smiling and showing happiness for them and my words are always positive but my heart is sad when I think about the life her baby will have. I know the life her baby will live because I live that life myself when I am young. Yes so happy with family but many times you go to bed crying because you are so hungry because there is not enough food for everyone. The happiest part of going home is always seeing my parents and my lola. My lola never changes, she is the one thing in my life that never changes. She is always happy and smiling. When I am with her, it is like you cannot help but be happy, she have so much love for everyone. My whole family and friends love my lola. She is 74 but very fit, she still helps about the house and even still washes the clothes. All my auntie and uncles take turns caring and supporting her. I love it so much when it is our turn for her to live with my parents. That was one of the reason I went home was because I knew my lola was staying with my parents. When I think of my lola so many happy memories come to my mind. I love her so much! OK I think I bore you so much now I will end my simple message! Until next time god bless.