father & son

again it was another boring day.. i went on my day with my daily routine.. i had my brunch, watched TV, water the plants, washed the dishes, TV again, had my siesta, took a bath, listen to latest music, surf the net for updates, cook for dinner.. its a tuesday so i had my mutual with the girls.. we watched the bagobo dance - they're assigned presentation for the cultural night on june 12, planned future activities, follow-up with their personal progress and the next speaker.. and then went home..

on my way home as i was sitting absent-mindedly on the public transportation something caught my attention.. i heard a little boy's laugh. and then i turned around to see a father and son kidding with themselves.. i suddenly became jealous.. i envy that little boy for having a dad whom he can laugh with.. i miss my dad..

he visits us sometimes.. just this sunday i heard his voice.. i felt comforted.. its like i've been covered with my favorite blanket.. it felt nice and warm.. i didn't got up to see him. i was still too tired and sleepy because i was up late the night before.. when i was fully awake he was gone.. and then everything went back to normal.. it was just like a dream although it really happened it doesn't seem real to me.. not anymore..

i wish i could have my dad back. we'd do all the things we used to do. we always go to some place and he'd tell us stories.. we'd laugh our a**es off.. he's the family comedian.. i miss the nights when he'd tuck us in our beds and wrap us tightly with our blankets.. and if we can't sleep he'd tell us stories about "juan and pedro."
sometimes me and my sisters wants to hear the same story over and over again on the same night.. and with that i can just remember that he'd just suddenly snore.. our dad is asleep.. he fell asleep on our room because we want to hear more stories.. these are the memories i would forever cherish..

my father is a simple man. he's not good in english. sometimes we laugh at him because he's trying so hard to talk to us in english. in the end we just ended up with tears in our eyes, our sides hurt and we just can't stop laughing.. we love him for that.. he's not the greatest man on earth but he can surely makes us smile in the most weird situations.. like when the power is down or my mum's angry he'd just crack a joke and everything will feel lighter..

he'd done some not so good things.. he hurt my mom.. he cheated on my mom.. when i found out about it i started hating him.. i didnt talk to him for years.. just recently i started to open my mind and forgive him.. of all the pain he'd caused me and my sisters and especially to my mom.. i hope things would get better with them.. if not well we're already used to our new situation.. so it's still ok.. i guess.. but i always wanted a happy ending.. hopefully in the near future my family would be complete again.. happy and contented..