I am just sitting here in front of my computer and figuring out what to write. It’s been a whirlwind of feelings for me right now. My last post has been so depressing that I have been contemplating of quitting. I never thought of anyone so mean and arrogant and judgmental to other people.
One commenter on my last post was just so narrow minded. He only wants to see himself, not even wanting to listen to others. Anyone’s comments and advice are always welcome on this site. We never discriminate anyone here. You can say what you want just don’t use foul language and no personal attacks. I think that’s not too much to ask here.
I am trying to write about my feelings and my experiences here and when I was living in the States for 10 years. I am trying not to step into somebody’s toes here. I never intended to do that. I am writing how a former Philippine resident of 21 years, went and lived abroad for 10 years, then came back to live here again. I just wanted to share my experiences when I used to live on the other side of the world. I am trying to share my experiences to the ladies who are married to foreigners or an OFW people who live abroad and wanting to come back here for good.
I’ve been saying here for a long time that it’s not an easy adjustment on coming back here to the Philippines for me. It took me a long time to adjust. It was not fun for me at first to live here. It takes time and commitment.
I never thought of myself as higher than anyone else because I lived in the other country for a long time. I just think of it as a good experience and loved to share it with my family and others that want to listen. I am really happy now to be back here in my country, it was a good choice for me and Bob. Chris was the first thing that we did considered in coming back here to live. My family was really the big help with him and for him. Plus it was really good for my kids knowing my family and my family knowing my kids. Before when my kids were growing up, the only people that they really knew was the family of Bob. Nothing wrong with that though. It just nice now that my kids at least saw and knew my mom even for just a few years. At least they had good and sad memories of my mom. That’s when my mom started to get frail and not in good health already. My kids helped out a bit watching my mom when she was staying with us. Bless her soul now.
I’ve been asked on the email a lot of questions about how I felt about the life when I used to lived abroad and the life living here again, they want some of my thoughts on that. Instead of answering to one person sometimes I will share my thoughts to all of you. I know some people might have the same questions in mind and just too shy to ask us here.
Thank you guys for visiting our sites and sharing your thoughts too.