My life is stable because of my family: they are constant, always with me; we care about each other. But then my sister got married; soon my brother will get married, too. My home seems quite distant: will everything be the same? Will I still have my place there?
When my classmate told me about her Christian religion, I felt jealous, though I am afraid of this spiritual guidance, or leader to me. But the feeling that something will always be with you makes me relived, a kind of security.
Well, as long as I have myself and don't lose myself to idleness, depression, sensation, I'll have a place in this world. I hope so, and I believe it'll be so.