DISCLAIMER: Sorry to disappoint Dad, but this is not about the things you taught me. (yeah! my father’s Jim……Agsawa!) *grin* Not that I am, in anyway, ungrateful for all the lessons I’ve learned from you. It’s just that this is some kind of a different lesson (experience) for me. *wink!*

I used to write because I NEED to… until I started to write because I WANT to. Writing for me is a very passionate, intimate way of expressing my feelings, ideas, and experiences. It’s like pouring my heart’s content in every word and sharing a piece of me to whoever reads it.

I have been into a good number of agriculture and fisheries enterprises in the country and with every farm I visited is a new trade idea I wanted to venture in. Be it vegetables or fruit production… poultry or livestock raising… even mariculture! I have taken all that into consideration. And now, I’m all on organic farming (thanks to my exposure in various organic farms!).

I love to travel. I enjoy going to different places every time and I always look forward to discovering new things…but most of all, I particularly love the wonder communing with nature brings. I relish experiencing nature in its crude form – simple, serene, natural, and unadulterated. It gives me a unique sense of peace.

Going back. Three months have come and gone, seems like a long time but when spent with our daughter, it felt like a speck of a minute. Days pass by quickly as I dreaded the last day of my maternity leave. Although the idea of being a fulltime mom and taking a year (or more) off of work was very tempting, I opted otherwise since providing her needs was top priority. Honestly, I was really anxious going back to the big Metro and work, not for myself but more for our daughter.