Why?
I was doing well back home. After 33 years, I can pretty much say I was able to do accomplish a lot of my essential dreams: Buy a house for my parents Buy a car for my parents Provide for my family Put my niece to school Travel with my family Write a book Write movies Write TV shows I also have the same friends I've had since elementary, high school and college. There are times when our communication gets interrupted but it has been pretty much an intact friendship regardless of the frequency of our "get togethers". I was doing okay. I was happy. So everyone couldn't understand why I was leaving. After all, I was all set with my plans. I knew I was adopting a child if I get to 40 and I am still single. By that time, I estimated I would have enough savings to secure my child's future even if I don't work another day in my life.