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Missing Mom and Dad (An Old Post)

1/19/2011

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..the best parents in the whole world...i love u, Dad and Mom... forever.
I was doing my usual routine in the office when I suddenly received an email from my sister in UAE.  She sent me a picture taken recently during our parents’ tour outside Philippines.  The shot was so vivid- my Mom and Dad were sitting next to each other, with my Dad’s arm around my Mom’s shoulders.  There was no caption or anything (my eldest sister’s too lazy to even put the date or any other information about the picture).


I suddenly felt tears rolling down my cheeks.  A sudden rush of guilt filled my heart.  Perhaps, it was such a feeling of longing-  for the parents I am missing so much and with whom I have missed to spend time with.

I asked myself how could they have become so old, so fast, and how could I have let it pass my eyes.

Then I simply understood why I started to sob… 

For many years, my parents are left in our hometown in Mindoro with only my 7 year old nephew.  Their kids, all four of us, are in separate parts of the world trying our lucks with our own different lives. 

Of course, they miss us.  No amount of phone calls could compensate to the absence of people we love.   During holidays, their birthdays, or even when they get sick, they’re alone with themselves and it sounds and feels terrible from both sides.
 
It is indeed disturbing…. and to say it is sad, is an understatement.

Because as I look at the picture and see those two persons smiling boldly infront of me, I also get to notice those 2 pairs of eyes yearning for their children’s presence.
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