I love how my parents are being supportive. I think they now realize that, we need growth discouraging us from doing one thing has a negative effect on us.

I love how my mother told me, “…wag kang susuko. Practice ka lang ng practice”.

I love how my father follows-up and checks if I practiced when he gets back from his tennis time.

I love how my brother forced me to drive the car in and out of the garage and also park the car just outside the house. He’s very supportive and he even gave me a pep talk.

They don’t know this but I happy. I feel happy is understatement, it feels like drinking an ecstasy…. ecstatic.