kalsada at pasko
on my way home, while i’m sittin’ beside the jeepney driver, i saw my dad drivin’ his car. suddenly a thought crossed my mind, "oh, he is alive…"
don’t get me wrong. it’s been 3 years since i last saw him on my mom’s internment. many things could happen in a single day, anyhow, believe it or not, i’m glad he is still alive.
on the 25th, that would be my 23rd christmas. and never i had a chance to be with my dad on that holiday. why? because that’s my life. after the every single thing he does to make my life a drama, he is still my father (i can’t do anything about that). well, all i want for him this christmas is peace of mind. oo, ‘yun lang…. i know he almost had everything and i’m sure ‘yun na lang ang kulang sa buhay n’ya….
sana, the next time i see him, magkaroon din ako ng peace of mind. help oh lord leave all grudges behind. i know i can make my life easier and lighter, help me na lang….
sa’yo papa, salamat sa buhay.
mama, miss na kita…
nanay, mahal ko po kayo…
salamat mga kaibigan.
merry christmas!
