It became a joke in the family that I am an adopted child. My brother and sister are like the male and female versions of each other which makes me looks different whenever the three of us are together. They are the spitting image of our father while I am our mother's juniora. But I may not have his physical attributes, I know that I am blessed enough with the characteristics I got from him that makes the bond I share with him quite different. More often than not, it's a serious talk with my mother or my siblings. But with my father, the moon and the stars, his plants in the farm, Manny Pacquiao, the action stars and many other not-so-serious topics are the center of our conversation. He is like my guy bestfriend. And if there's one person in the family whom I could easily talk to, it's him. As my brother-in-law would put it, he probably is the last person who would turn his back against me. He is simply kind and his patience is unbelievably long. For that alone, I am v
Meleria Mangaring