That's the dream!

Growing up in the South led me to dream this dream: To be an Alabang wife/mom.

I've always imagined living in the South. Yes, even though the babydaddy knocked me up and was practically forcing me to live way up North, I was still fantasizing of kissing my scruffy husband goodbye as he hurries off to work, taking my 2 kids to DLSZ/San Beda Alabang early in the morning, going home to an awesome house near Alabang Town Center and just lounge at the terrace while watching my neighbors' household help walk their dogs or water their plants. There's something about the South that has stuck with me and now, more than ever, I can't seem to shake it off. I have a feeling that this dream finally has the chance to come true. Not that I've finally found my dream scruffy South guy; - technically, I did but he doesn't like me like that - it's more of I've let go of the lie I've been telling myself that I can totally settle actually growing old somewhere North of Metro Manila...that I can settle with less than what I want (and deserve, if I may say so myself).

I won't be disappointing my 10-year-old self, after all... Maybe...

It makes me wonder...

I haven't told my parents yet about my decision to not be a slave of the corporate maja rajas (for the meantime) but I can't help but wonder if they'd accept that decision. I know they can't FORCE me to do something anymore because I am legally an adult already.

I feel that they will really disown me when I tell them I've chosen to be a homemaker instead of a corporate slave who works hard to make a company richer than it already is. I mean, they spent millions to send me to prestigious schools. Who wouldn't be mad, right?

Then again, different people define success in different ways. Will they be able to accept my definition of success or will they pretend my life isn't a success because it doesn't fit their definition of the word?