~22nd Birthday~

The saddest birthday so far….

Tears are Language

Often you’ve wondered why
Tears come into your eyes
And burden seems to be
Much more than you can stand
But God is standing near
He sees your falling tears,
Tears are language
God understands

God sees the tears of a broken hearted soul
He sees your tears
And hears them when they fall
God weeps along with men
And takes them by the hand
Tears are language, God understands

Miss Patra Haradji

One week ago, my mother send me a message that we had a visitor and that she was sleeping in my room. Going home, I was excited and curious to see who was that stranger. When I got home sitting upstairs, she came out from my bedroom and introduced herself. Her name is Patra Haradji, a Muslim from Olotangga. She is one of the DH applicants in Verde Manpower Agency along with my mother. She was very thankful to my mother for letting her stay in our house for six days before she went to Manila.   Miss Patra is already 30 years old and still single and I was surprised to know that she has no boyfriend since birth. She is also the eldest of the 10 siblings.