I grew up without a father and my mother is not that attentive to me back then. My morals and character were all sculpted by my grandmother. Few times in my life that I had to battle against self-pity alone. I learned to let go. To forgive. To love myself and what I can only do. Push myself to be selfless. Wild but not bad. Selfless but not without self-love. Cherish what I have. Work to get what I want. Give what I can and share what God gave me. Unlike other child born out of love. I was born incomplete but full of love from my family. We may not look like it. We had quarrels, tampuhan moments, bwisit moments and we don't talk about serious things all the time. Stressed. Yes. Tired. Yes. Blacksheep. Yes. The family I grew up in may have failed me for few times but they never made me feel unloved. I have 3 fathers. Tatay Jaga, Tatay Jam, Uncle Jerome. Honed me to be a tough girl. Military salute. If my boyfriend will not be as tough as them, I'll be damned. 🤨 I have 1 step-dad. Daddy Donz. Taught me how to be caring. 🤓 I have a 1 brother. My Uncle Ian. He made me competitive. I grew up a bit of a tomboy. We fight each other but he fights for me when someone else bully me. 😎 I have 2 aunts. Ate Leah and Ate Jen. From where I got refined to be adventurous. 😅 A mother (who tricks me to go shopping and gets it afterwards) who never left me. 🤣 A Grandma. Who taught me that whatever happens, Love and care can make a lovely person but Family is what makes you durable. 😈 I wish everyone is as lucky as me. Happy Merry Christmas everyone! #Kamiasworld https://www.instagram.com/p/B6Rq61GFV00/?igshid=dmjvf2b4d8oc