As early as 5am this morning, i have been on the phone and in front of my tablet, answering text messages, phone calls from here and abroad thru viber and messenger, PMs in FB and in my FB wall also thru email. I was even joking that if each and evryone who greeted me today would donate a hundred pesos, i could feed the elderlies at Bahay Puso a decent meal and 2 snacks. I could not find the words to express how i really feel. I would be ungrateful to the hundreds of loved ones, friends, students, colleagues who spent time to greet me if i say i am not happy. Its just that theres a part of me that is not happy. I guess this is part of aging. Maybe i miss my son, maybe i am not feeling well, maybe i have some unexplained fears, maybe i am bored, maybe i miss my daughter and grandson, maybe i am craving for my comfort food, maybe id like to go to the the beach but cant do so.... maybe i miss my tatang and inang....no not maybe.... i do miss them...a lot. That explains why i feel so alone. This is how it feels to be ulila. To everyone, thank you very much for making me feel loved and appreciated. I did try my best to respond to each of you, just in case i missed somebody, my apologies. Be that as it may, i thank the Lord for the 58 years that He has been blessing me. I hope and pray that in the years to come, i may become a blessing too to others in my own little way.
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 05:10:44 +0000
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