I Miss Home
I went home a year ago when my father died..When he died, a part of me died with him…I will never be the same again..it ’s been a year and 3 months, but there are times that i miss seeing his face and hearing his voice…I miss my mom who always smile though she’s hurt, telling me that’s "it’s just okey…just let them be…" that’s how kind and good hearted she is…a mom who wakes up early to prepare food for us, iron our school uniforms,to make sure that we look neat and clean going to school.
I miss my little brothers and sisters who are now teen agers and some are already married…I miss their jokes and the sound of their laughter everytime we’re gathered at home..I miss my silly old friends who taught me how to drink "Tuba" I miss playing with them hide and seek, patentero, biko tae,shatum, and chinese garter…oh happy days:) I miss swimming "mamala", climbing Kape, harvesting Maiz, selling sayote,( sabel and Nong sammy were not selfish though:) these are the memories of a simple life at home…I miss joining singing compititions in every fiesta anywhere in barrios and even in my hometown..( In fairness,i was once a Grand champion inter school and in our hometown:) I miss my lola naning and lola Dodo in balingoan. my lola is my avid fan..i remember her shouting when i joined singing compitition in balingoan, "Apo nako na" that’s my grand daughter:) .luckily, i won the contest:)
..I could still imagine her happy face until now…Though my life has ups and downs, remembering those days with them, makes me feel a tad better…I miss dinners with my family, I miss my cousins,nieces,nephews, my aunts and uncles…I miss the hills, trees and the winding road..I miss every single thing at home…I just wanna feel home:( all i can say is that, there’s no place like home…I’ll be home soon:)
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