Would you still stand up strong after being knockdown by series of life challenges? When I say challenges I really don’t mean them as normal daily struggles.
Today I’d like to share to you a heart-wrenching and soul-touching story of a simple woman who wished to have the kind of life like most of us have but ended having the kind of life she never dreamed of.
This is the story of Ms. Lucille Ebue;
I am still 2 years old when my biological parents died and before their deaths, they left me to my aunt who then took care of me. I grew up and studied in Bulacan, the place where my aunt’s family live. I was in Grade 6 when they changed my name from Lucille Aggabao Dela Cruz to Lucille Aggabao Ebue to make me as their legal daughter. Until now, I consider them as my true parents whom I call “mommy” and “daddy”.
By profession, my mommy is a nurse/midwife in Dr. Jose Fabella Memorial Hospital while daddy is a seaman. They supported my education and sent me to a private school from elementary to college. My daddy was very strict to the point that I couldn’t leave the house. Yet that time I had no choice but to understand him.
Despite their goodness and being a disciplinarian, I got disappointed with my daddy when he didn’t attend my elementary graduation. I was so happy and excited since I graduated as the 4th honor of our class. It saddened me more when I found out that he was just in the house that time and didn’t even bother to come to my graduation.
After this incident, I made a decision to search my relatives in Isabela. However, I doubt if they would still recognize me. The only relatives I remembered are Tita Janeth, Tita Mina, Ate Maja and Ate Lane. I knew them but I didn’t know how to meet them in person. The good thing happened during Ate Lane’s wedding when Tita Josie and Tito Imoy (parents of Ate Lane) fetched me from Bulacan so I can attend the wedding. It was also the right opportunity to meet my other relatives. I just finished 2nd-year high school then so I decided to spend the rest of my summer vacation there.
When vacation was over, I moved back to Bulacan until I finished high school.
After graduating high school, I’m thinking of taking BS Accountancy because I’d like to follow my biological mother (Mama Cely) but my mommy wanted me to take nursing instead. I have no other choice but to follow her. So I enrolled BS Nursing. Even though I like accountancy, after 2 years of studying nursing, I learned to love it. Because I lived in Bulacan and my school was in Manila, I got tired of traveling almost every day that’s why on my 3rd year, I decided to transfer in Quezon City, a place nearer to our residence.
The Love Story
In my new school, I met my boyfriend (who became the father of my son). He was a marine transportation student. He courted me and we became official when I entered 4th year. I introduced him to my parents but they were not happy about my decision. They wanted us to break up. In order to protect me, my daddy became my driver to and from school every day. I didn’t like it since they just showed their lack of trust and I felt choked up most of the times. Yet then again, I had no choice but to accept the situation.
It was on March 2013 when I went with my boyfriend to Baguio to support him with their ROTC Competition without my parents’ permission. When my mommy knew about my decision, she was so angry. She said a lot of harsh words to my boyfriend. The most painful words I heard from my mom was when she told me to pay all the expenses of my studies. I tried to understand her side but I couldn’t manage the humiliation anymore. I’m so hurt that I left the house after the argument. My boyfriend met me and I stayed with his family.
Still disappointed with what happened, my parents didn’t come on my graduation day on March 26, 2013. My other aunt attended instead. After graduation, I didn’t come to the review center despite paying it already. I didn’t take the board exam too. My boyfriend and I instead looked for a job and luckily we both got work in Makati. I worked as document specialist of Maxicare and he worked as call center agent of Globe’s back office.
I got pregnant in July 2013 after more than 3 months of working. Without my family’s knowledge, I still worked in spite of the difficulties of handling pregnancy signs and symptoms. Despite receiving meager salaries, we tried to stretch our budget as much as possible. When I couldn’t hide it anymore, I told my relatives in Isabela about my real situation.
I took early maternity leave on the last week of January 2014 so I could take care of myself and our baby. While staying in the house, I found out that my boyfriend had another girlfriend, his officemate. I confronted him and convinced him to cut his relationship with the other girl. He then agreed.
On February 19, 2014, I finally delivered our first baby but I had a complication. I underwent an operation because there was a blood clot in my cervix. Our bill rose up to PhP 36,000.00 from our expected PhP 16,000.00. We didn’t know where to get help from as my parents still didn’t know about my situation. We were short of budget that’s why with great courage we borrowed money from Ate Maja that’s why we’re discharged on time. I didn’t go to work for the meantime so I can focus on our baby.
Until one day I again found out that my boyfriend and his officemate were going out for the second time. In other words, they were still in love with each other. They were still in a relationship.
I am totally blown this time. I cried every day. I pitied myself .
He apologized for the second time and I gave him last chance for the sake of our baby. And then on September 06, 2014, he went abroad and worked in Abu Dhabi, UAE as an office boy in a tile company. So far our relationship was backed on track again despite being long distance.
Last year, I decided to take the Nursing Licensure Examination. I borrowed reviewers from my friends who were registered nurses already. From September to October 2015 I did self-studies while taking care of our baby boy. In the morning, I studied, and when our baby slept, I reviewed. Usually, my review time was between 10pm to 2am.
The board exam was scheduled on November 29-30, 2015. I finally found myself inside the room thinking about passing the exam. I’m so nervous at the same time excited about the outcome. Though I’m prepared, I found the first two subjects on the first day hard and I wasn’t able to finish them. I cried at night and somehow worried if I won’t pass the exam. I also wanted to prove to my mommy that I am still capable of becoming a nurse someday. Something she’s dreaming for me. The second day was a bit easy unlike the first day but still, I’m worried about the possibility of not passing the exam.
Finally, the result was published on January 8, 2016, and I’m so happy and surprised to see my name on the list of passers. Immediately the day after, my mommy and I met together with their eldest daughter. I can feel that my mommy was so happy that finally, they had a registered nurse daughter. After our meet-up, we went to Nueva Ecija to visit the grave of my biological father. We offered a prayer of thanksgiving for all the blessings we received.
I thought my happiness would last longer. But I was wrong because on the 3rd to 4th week of January, most of the times we had arguments with my boyfriend. For reasons such as his past relationship with his officemate, financial problem, and my family in Bulacan because he still couldn’t forget the humiliation he got from them before.
I then asked him to allow me and our son to visit them in Bulacan. He agreed though it was against his feeling. And the arguments continued almost every day. Until on March 6, 2016, he decided to break up with me and I found out that he had another girl in Abu Dhabi. It was one of the most painful experiences I had in life. I cried every day for over a week. I didn’t know what to do. But deep in my mind and heart, I still believe that things will be on the right track again and there will still be hope as long as I live. When my mommy knew about my situation, she assured that she will help me move on in life.
At present, we’re still living with my boyfriend’s family just for the sake of our son. But then I still have plans to move out from here. For the meantime, my mother is helping me in my training and applications to nearby hospitals.
For all of the things that happened to me and for all the mistakes I’ve done, especially the time when I left my family in Bulacan, still, they are my source of strength and support. They never leave me despite the fact that I left them. That’s why I realized that “a family will always be a family no matter what”.
Every Sunday I go to church to pray to the Lord, ask for forgiveness and give Him thanks for not abandoning me and continuously loving me despite all the wrong decisions I made in life.
Despite what we’ve been through, we choose to forgive and forget, we choose to love and accept each other. We choose to have more time of bonding and being open with each other.
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