The last few days that passed were full of excitement, anticipation to our 3-week vacation overseas. But today, I'm feeling a bit strange. The day started with a heavy heart. I don't know why... I was nostalgic! Perhaps at the thought that tomorrow's mom's flight back to the Philippines. And after that, I'll have domestic chores back on my shoulders (Which I am fully aware is my responsibility!!! Stop nagging me about it! Thanks!).
Sometimes I envy my siblings back home that they have our mom to look after them. Geeze, what on earth am I thinking? I'm already a mom myself. And I should be doing motherly chores for my husband and son myself. I guess it's the child in me thinking out loud. It's been one whole year with all her love and support. Not to mention her little antics here and there, our mother-daughter misunderstandings, her mood swings and the like. But she's still the best cause she would always put up with me and my stubborness.
Why am I feeling odd today when I'm going to see her again on Monday. Hehehe! I feel like I'm gonna miss my mom more than Luigi, my son. Cause I'll be looking at her empty bedroom again - imagining one of those soap opera themes playing in the background - and memories of her sitting by the bed flashing through. Then realizing, it's gonna be indefinite when I will be seeing her again.
Then I remind myself, this is where I belong. Then I thank God for all that I have, the people that I love and their unconditional love.
Lusya,
Maan
10 years ago
