I found myself lucky enough that I get to help the needy, but a sad truth had struck me. These people, our seniors, were someone during their heyday. We don't know who they are but I'm pretty sure they weren't this miserable at some part of their lives. One of them even approached me, saying that I looked like her husband, then got mad at me and said, "He's dead", and that left me pretty much in shock.
At some point in our lives, we will find ourselves, alone, almost begging for attention. I can even see that from my parents now. However, can you choose between your dreams and your parents? Honestly, I can't answer that question yet.
Where: Balanga, Bataan