MY AUTOBIOGRAPHY

Love me or hate me
Accept me or push me away

Whatever you do, whatever you say

You cannot change the way I am

I can give u my best If you can promise to take care of the rest.

It was 25^th of February 1982, at exactly 3:00 in the morning. The sun was not shine yet but happiness is what it brings. All is waiting for someone to come out, for someone to arise and hear her cry. Uha! Uha! Yes, that is me and I am coming out. I am alive and the world welcomed me with ecstasy and love.

Emerita S. Caymo is my name but they called me “Eche or Ate Eche” for short. I am 26 years of age, happily married to Mark Anthony Caymo and we are blessed with a three-year-old cute son named Lei Angelo S. Caymo.

Before I continue the story of my married and present life, allow me to tell you first my life, my life before I met the man of my life.

A good and affectionate couple Fernando Sayco, my father who is from San Rafael Bulacan, raised me and my mother Elvira D. Sayco, which is originally, resides here in San Isidro. Because of their genuine love with each other, I became whole and live with their comforting hands and loving heart. I was nine months old when the breaking news ruins our peaceful and blissful life. A call from Saudi Arabia came to us like a thunder to my mother’s ear. My father died of accident. An accident that changed our life and in just a snap brought our life in hell. My mother could not accept the fact that my father left us and will never ever come back. All their vibrant dreams turned into black, hopeless and worthless.

The sun continues to shine, just like our life. When I was two years old, my mother fell in love for the second time. She found a responsible man with god intention to us. He loves not only my mother but also most especially, me. He loves us with all his heart, unconditional and true. He worked hard for my study and for the study of my two other sisters which are the fruits of their love. I grew up without any doubt or perplexity about my stepfather. All his sacrifices and undoubting love are enough to acknowledge him as my real father. Then, again, the whole thing turned into black. He was diagnosed of cancer and died when I was in third year high school.

Here I am now! After all the tragedies in my life, I became more tough and primed. I am living a quiet married life and at the same time, I am studying at N.E.U.S.T., taking up B.S.E. major in General Science. I am proud and pleased with where and what I am now. I am preparing myself to be a future teacher together with my duties and responsibilities as a truthful and compassionate wife to my husband and affectionate and thoughtful mother to my son, a good learner to my educators and a genuine “Ate Eche” to all my true friends.

This is me, the real me! Know me; accept me, and you will find it easy to love me!