problem? what problem?
so your mother told you to spend more time at home during the weekends. that will be a day or two that we will not be together. i did get that part. now why the tears last night?
as far as i know, it is not yet the end of the world so we are still good.
of course i am sad. i was already getting used to the idea that we are like semi-live-in partners. i am still awed by the way you use your chop sticks when you cook. i am having a swell time whenever an occasional bug makes you scream in fear and disgust. and i love to wake you up whenever you snore. so i am sad, but i understand.
growing up with so little or no concept of a nuclear family thanks to super close family ties, i completely understand. by this time you have already lost count of my family anecdotes.
you know how mama could be demanding which is actually a little palambing. one weekend that i was not able to go home to pampanga, she would say, anak hindi ka na umuuwi. hindi mo ba kami namimiss? translation: i need help washing all the curtains and rearranging the furnitures. and you know what is weird? my kuyas often do not visit them for almost a month and she never sends them a text message.
so what is my point? your mother is already old and you being the bunso, should spend more quality time with her. you do not have to worry about me. about us. this is just a mole hill of a challenge, not a mountain. you being a pampered citizen worry a lot of such little things. we will find time. we just have to be more flexible.
do not forget, two heads are better than one. no problem is too big for an archer and a naked man.
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