It is beautiful to see how my parents grew old
together. Indeed, if there is an ideal couple I look up to, I wouldn’t look too
far, they are with me. And luckily I’m their product. J
They are my parents.
They’ve gone through a long road together, full of
twists and turns. I witnessed that. Mama was 25 then when She submitted herself
to marriage with my 29 years old father in 1974. The supposedly eldest among
their children ( my brother ) died when he was still in my Mother’s womb. Which
made my sister Lili became the eldest, followed by my brother Bong and me as
the youngest.
As newlyweds they didn’t have an easy start. When
they decided to got married my father took the decision to quit from their
respective jobs and started a brand new life together, away from the Capalong
based company they used to work for. To cut the story short they started their
own in my father’s hometown.- Makilala. It was never easy but as what I always
hear from him, which I guess he lives with this quote “ This will
pass-everything shall pass-nothing will stay the same. “ Now, 39 years had
passed. Their children-We, have grown in to persons that we are today. As
witness to how their story as couple unfolds I bow my head unto them. They are
amazing. - They live in the simplest
way. With a clear goal and complete trust to God above. And with all the capabilities and wisdom that
are bestowed in them they utilized it to have this kind of family we have
today.
With worldly matters, such as financial status. My
parents just had-have enough- never gone too much and never gone too
little. How they manage that? It’s a little bit of mystery, but they find joy
in the most simple way. I don’t remember them bringing us in to a luxurious
vacation or in any sorts. Even if they can. Just fine, just a couple of days
with my relatives who was then residing on a nearby beach in Bohol was a treat
for us. Indeed, it is not so necessary how much money we have-for we will never
have enough. It is what we do of what we already have. As I ponder, I realized
that life is life..it is a gift- for I didn’t asked for this nor I didn’t chose
to be them- as my parent. Now, with that it is up to us what we do with this
gift that defines life.
I had a very nice conversation with my brother two
days ago. At first I was startled and I disagree with what his plans are, but
eventually I realized it is not for me to make or contradict that plan/decision
he has.. instead..it is for me- to support him. After all, it is for his
family’s benefits he’s after to. What is the use of too much money if you are
sacrificing the distance the physical presence which will eventually make him unhappy,... To
that..brotha I am with you! J
Here is a beautiful morning scene of today.
It is an ordinary day for us, I woke up with my
Mother’s voice asking me to text the driver to drive her going to town. I got
up and I found my father having his breakfast-had already taken his bath and
almost ready to go. I asked, where is
Mama? She’s doing the laundry, he replied. Where are you going? I asked again.
I’ll go with her he said. And I teased him. A-ha you guys are going on a date!
Hahaha.
Simple joys such as this. Lying all together on the
same bed. Sharing opinions, experiences and stories of all sorts.-This is the
moments I missed most. Now I am sooo alone in the house, having my reflections
and about to start my movie marathon. J
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