I’ll Come Home to You
The Potter’s Story
I was born in Manila and was raised by a loving mother who put food on our table from hard work and showed me that with passion, you could dream far and big under the stars and venture into a world full of dark deciduous trees. I lost her in my pursuit of dreams as a young boy, and I was shattered. I lost life’s purpose and my faith, and for a long time, I swam far out in the ocean hoping that the ripples would take me to a kinder world.
I grew in pain and solitude, and in time of another grief and loss, I found a new love so pure and real that I thought would never exist again.
With battles we’ve lost and won, I’ve continued to fill the space of my empty book. It is far from over yet, but the boy who was once a dreamer, has finally landed a safe place.
