Being apart from the family is a bit hard for me but I was able to manage it when I grew up. I can still remember when I was at my elementary days when I was left by my parents to my Aunt in Cotabato City for a vacation, I never enjoyed it a lot and all I did was to cry in every single day of my vacation (kid stuff). When I grew up, I was able to control my emotions everytime there's someone from the family who's gonna leave and go to a different place. I am already used to it. But this afternoon, my father had a trip for Manila for his medication, I felt a bit sadness inside me. I know there are times that me and my father had arguements but it is really different when I'm with him. I felt proud with heads up everytime I'm with my father. I don't really know why. When we dropped him to the port of Cebu, all I did was to "mano" to him and then he checked in inside the terminal. well, I know my father would be back maybe after a few months but I hope he'll be back the soonest time as possible. All I can say now is, "Ingat Tay".
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