Since I was born, I knew I'm in the wrong place, wrong time. I wanted to go "home". I remember begging my mom to take me home, to let me go home. She said you are home and looked at me like I'm crazy. I had trouble growing up, I knew there's a God but I didn't fit the catholic model. So many years of searching and finding the balance. I found the balance. I am now happier, complete, and waiting for that moment I know I'm here for.
