tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-457603166438840411.post679009216554304100..comments2009-07-10T17:21:00.216-07:00ate rheanoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-457603166438840411.post-57860079920981856522009-07-10T08:42:17.040-07:002009-07-10T08:42:17.040-07:00Hello friend. I agree to what you posted. Whatever dreams or things you wanted to achieve you need to pay the price. The price is not always good, it sometimes bad. Long time ago, when I was probably 13 years old I dreamed of having a foreigner husband. Years passed by and still I am dreaming about it and until I achieved it almost 3 years ago. My price is being with the man I love and living in the US. The price I paid, being away with my family and friends and homesickness. I am still working on the latter but it is very hard. There were days and nights that I still cried and hoping that someday my husband will change his mind of living in the Philippines. THank you for sharing this post my friend. Hope you will enjoy your friday.Analou and Boneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10922511866020988939noreply@blogger.com