It was Sunday afternoon when my mom asked me to watch a trade show exhibits with her in the city. Every time she hears an event like this, whatever and wherever, she never fails to attend and really set her schedule to get an eye of it. The reason why I grew up liking and loving the same passion my mom has. I cannot remember how many times we have been attending such events in different cities already.

This time, the theme of the said exhibit was all about kitchen stuffs. From kitchen furnitures to the table covers come in different designs and textures. I got more impress as I look at the beautiful creations, when one of the coordinator approached us and told us that the table top display and everything in the whole  exhibit venue were all made by the prisoners from different jail houses all over the country. I suddenly had an admiration for those people and never did I imagine they could ever make fabulous creations as they suffer inside the metal rails. Truly, God created man with different purpose and meaning. It is only us who will find out of our own capabilities and how we can live our life to the fullest. I believe sometimes, only in the midst of suffering when we can truly appreciate the goodness of life.