My Fighting Reply To My Recent Tragedy

AUBURN HILLS, MI. Last Tuesday, July 14th an unexpected event happened. To make the long story short, the cops kicked my door as I was showering and had me evacuate the scene. It happened so fast that all I rescued was my laptop (which I am using now to write this). Apparently, a fire broke out on the 3rd floor of my apartment building. I watched helplessly as the brave firefighters put off the big fire. I was hoping that the fire would not make it to my place. It took them almost 4 hours to completely put a halt to the fire. And there I was standing in the crowd, expecting the worst. I knew I lost my place to live.


Standing outside the police lines was not an experience I wanted to be in. I felt that I was very far away from reality about the situation inside my apartment. Those 4 hours of uncertainty made me reflect on so many things. I wanted to answer the question: WHAT NOW?


After hours of confusion in my mind, I knew that being a fighter myself, I will bounce back. I guess without my lessons in the sport of boxing, I would not have the positive attitude I have today. Boxing is life. It teaches you to come forward and possibly get hit. You can also step back and avoid hits, regroup and go back to your game plan to succeed. One of the benefits of boxing training is to develop that fighting spirit. Training in the sport is very hard and you are taught not to ever give up--- the way of the warrior.


So what is a fighter? A fighter is who you see in the mirror. No you don't have to do boxing or Mixed martial arts, all you have to do is believe that you can get up and fight back. I think it is truly admirable when despite difficulty, we still find ways to move on and turn setbacks into opportunities to get better. Look, I could have easily stressed myself out to death, but I don't have time for that. What I need to do is TO GET THAT DIRT OFF MY SHOULDERS and move on. It's not how you fall, it's how you get up.


After the smoke had settled, me and my brother were escorted by 2 firefighters inside the place to possibly get some valuables. Upon saying a little prayer to myself I got into the apartment expecting a huge mess. And indeed, water damage all over. The first thing I saw upon getting in was my flag of the Philippines. It was dirty, wet and smoked- out but still hanging in there. It reminded me of the people who have lived and died to give pride and honor to it in different ways. And then I got it, FIGHTERS DO NOT HAVE A RIGHT TO QUIT! And yes, who am I to even think of giving up? My job is to go through life's ups and downs having a can-do attitude. The goal is to be personally excellent at what I do. Fire and water damage definitely suck but there's no way but to get up and fight back again and again and again. That's what fighters do.


I still plan on seeing all of you AT THE TOP! Train Like a Boxer TODAY!