Love and Davao City

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When I look back on my life and am put to the task of retelling the stories of it, I can only sit and reminisce about them. Although they seem to be a part of me, the experiences and trials of my past seem as though they are a long lost ‘Nathalie’ of which I know nothing about. Looking back, trying to remember the details, only takes me back in my minds eye to those days of mistakes made and lessons learned. And yet, as I recall these memories, I do see that I have grown to be the unique individual that I am today. With goals, ambitions, ideals and destinations, continuing to strive in the world of today and all its wonders it has to offer.

Who I Am….

Discussing who I am can only begin with just that, the beginning. I was born on April 14 1994, in Davao City at Davao city Regional Hospital. My parents are originally from Bukidnon and in Davao City, when they first arrived to the Bukidnon, they were quite young, my mother being only 22 years old, taking care of my 3 year old sister and 8 months pregnant with me. The fact that today I am only 3 year younger than the age my own mother was when she arrived to Bukidnon only makes me appreciate the gravity of her sacrifice. Even now, as a citizen of this great country with the knowledge of the language, I too have fears of the unknown. I realize now just how hard this experience was for her and am forever grateful for her strength. My father was only 23 years old and already had one of his two main ambitions taken care of, giving our family a better future. There were only three of us to support, my older brother, Mark John Vincent, myself, and my younger brother, Harvey Lloyd., who was born in 1999.


I have many memories growing up as a child, crossing into the realms of teenager, and then having to become an adult I believe too soon for my time. There are a few more choice experiences that stick out in my memory. Though some are happy, maybe the happiest that I can remember, and others are of...
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