I stumbled upon an old photo of myself—a selfie taken 13 years ago. Short hair, sleeveless top, under 60kg, eyes that held no certainty. I was broken from a great love, unsure of what lay ahead. I remember thinking about signing up as a soldier, or maybe joining theatre, but I didn’t have the courage. I was just… there.
No pressure, no expectations. I was a bum—a healthy bum. I boxed, I blogged, I wandered. I felt talentless, unmotivated, and mentorless. Just me, floating in a space where time passed slowly and quietly. But I was blessed. I had food, shelter, and the freedom to do nothing. That, in itself, was a gift.
Eventually, I made a decision that changed everything: I moved to Dubai with my mother. I didn’t know what I was chasing, but I held onto the idea of “Para kanino ka gumigising?”—For whom do you wake up?
Back then, my relationship with Jesus was distant. I knew He existed, but I didn’t seek Him. Fast forward to 2025, and life has thrown its fair share of challenges, pressures, and wrong turns.
Wrong people, wrong choices, things that were never meant to stay. But through it all, I’ve arrived here—with clarity, with peace, and with joy.
Today, as I look at that photo, I smile. I see someone who didn’t know what was ahead, but kept going anyway. I whisper to her, “I know you did well, self.”
Hugs to that version of me.
I will be stronger than her. I already am.
There were many what ifs, but I don’t dwell. Because one thing is clear: I couldn’t thank Jesus enough for the journey. The good, the bad, the painful, the beautiful. Every moment shaped me. Every detour led me to something better.
Today, I am something. Something stronger. Something wiser. Something more grateful. And I know now that a meaningful relationship with God transformed me—from nothing to something. From wandering to walking with purpose.
So let me take another selfie. 📸
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