I lost a necklace on a trip and realized this about my life

Losing my precious jewelry, becoming a better person, finding the one

Hello hello from Toronto,

I recently came back from a one-week trip to Los Angeles and San Diego.

It wouldn't have been my first choice to go on a USA trip, but my hubby's family invited us, so I summoned my curiosity while travelling to a place I'm already familiar with (i.e. the US)

With this curiosity, I fell in love with the city of San Diego since it had beaches, hiking places, and city vibes that were close to each other.

So the overall trip was awesome, except for one small thing:

I lost one of my precious owned jewellery.

It's a true gold necklace that says my name, "Jerine", and it was given to me by my parents when I was a child. My sister has one too.

When I was a child, my parents worked abroad in Dubai to support their family back in the Philippines. 

So growing up, my generous grandparents raised my sister and me in a decent squatter area in Manila, the capital of the Philippines. 

Sometimes, my family was so short on money that they'd use my sister and I's necklaces to get cash.

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