…and seems like my life is totally different.
I think my last entries dealt with me moving out of Alameda to move back home at my parents place in Vallejo. It may not seem like much, but I was a big decision for me. I moved out of my parents house when I went to college back when I was 18. So I’ve been living on my own for 15 years now… Imagine that!… It blows my mind to think that I graduated high school 15 years ago.
I decided to move back home mainly to keep Nanay (my mom) company. Tatay (my dad) passed away back in January and he took care of alot of things at home. One of my brothers also live with my parents, but he works from 3 to midnight, so Nanay would be alone most nights. I just couldn’t imaging Nanay being alone, so I decided this was the best thing to do. I’ll also be able to help around the house and take care of some things, ‘cuz I know that my brother already had to take care of so much (with the funeral and paperwork).
(gotta go… to be continued)