There used to be a place that I once called “home.” It was a place where I can do everything I want, and be whoever I can be – a place where all smiles are not just a fruit of any sweet tiny little pretensions, and all tears are not caused by an injured heart, a place where I can dream beyond dreams.
It was difficult for me to define or describe a home, because before, all I know is its four corners compounded by its concrete structure, directed by the parents. I am not saying that I am not happy living the life I used to with my family, but I am not also saying that I did enjoy all precious times I had with them, because there’s a mere fact, somewhere in the arcane sanctum of my mind, that having them wasn’t just that enough. I wanted to give them a life that’s far better than where we are – a life where I can no longer see my parents strive harder and harder to get back to work even after their long run inside the house, and a life, where all I can here say is “Thank God!” because everything is going very well.
There used to be a place that I once called “home.” It was a place where I can do everything I want, and be whoever I can be – a place where I can stealthily do the blueprint of my life, and create great stories which I can reiterate sooner or later in my family. It was a place where I have spent almost three-quarters of my life, half or sometimes the whole day long, a place where I am the only authorized person possible, - a place subjected also by its four corners intended for myself only.
Before, it was tough… BUT now, it’s more manageable to handle and to take action… because now, it wasn’t just me who’s working to build my dreams, and it’s no longer just the four corners of my room who could witness each stroke I am making. Because now, I have found a new home, where I am not the only one dreaming and creating steps to reach those dreams, where all those dreamers are hand-in-hand to achieve their goals, -a place that taught me that above our present limitations, there are boundless possibilities ahead of us, a place that’s very familiar to us as FRONTROW.