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If there's one thing I hate about myself is when I write something in a hurry without reading it afterwards. It has always been my mistake.... I don't know why I am always in hurry to submit my entry but it just my nature to rush.... anyway....You have to go back to homelater if the foolish me have other ideas for this topic. I used pen and pencils and later on used the tools in photoshop in enhancing it.

Here is a story and I promise not to embarrass myself again by just typing words that I don’t read again and again before posting. One consolation for committing that mistake is having a husband whom I can talk it over and over until I get tired…....

Hannah Lois is my first niece. She is the oldest child of my youngest sister. I took part in taking care of her when she was little and I witnessed all the firsts that she did when she was growing up. I even cried harder than her parents when she was hospitalized for the first time. I would get angry everytime she is being shouted out or reprimanded by her own father. All my youngest sister’s children(four of them) calls me mommy but Hannah and Eunice were the ones closest to me- because we had a nice bonding during the first few of their informative years.I was still single then, and was still living in the Philippines during that time.

Hannah was always crying during her first few years in school until her mother decided to introduce sports in her activities. She was just an observer during the first two weeks until Hannah decided herself that she wanted to try Taekwando. I saw her ups downs in the sport she has chosen but, at a young age we saw her will and determination to succeed in whatever she wants to do and pursue.

Hannah is also a sweet, kind, intelligent and God fearing girl. She is sociable and would always sing us songs during birthdays and other celebrations. She has a faith that can move any mountain and a big heart that makes a lot of people happy. More than a year ago, when I had my vacation that I learned to like her more. There was a time that we travelled a long way to go to a government office and there, I got angry and had a fight with someone, and my anger did not end there but until when we are walking out to the door ‘til finding a place to sit or eat in the mall. All the time I was talking and complaining, that I realized my niece was just so cool in listening and during the long walk we had, she was just singing praises to the Lord all the time. I asked her if she was listening to me and she looked at me and said, "of course and I was just singing and thanking the Lord because you can talk your anger out….."Just like my other nieces and nephews and my siblings, my memories of them keeps coming back especially that we are so many oceans away from each other.