Diving into the Unknown : Lost or Confused?

Growing up with just one parent since my mom died when I was 12 days old was really tough and gruesome at times. Yes, you definitely read it right. I only saw my mom on pictures. What made it even more difficult was my Dad has worked overseas for 17 years. Yeah, I'm just glad that my aunt and elderly cousins raised me fairly well enough I guess. But don't get me wrong my late great Dad was generous. He provided me and my siblings more than enough. He would oftentimes send those blue containers which contained necessities from cotton buds up until foldable umbrellas... Even those cute stickers with lively eyes... Those were really good childhood memories I would say.