I still wake up without belief that my mom is gone. It's the wrong side of the bed again. One time my 3 year old daughter caught me in the bedroom keeping my emotions. I was sure that as tender as her mind is, no matter how I tell her, she will not grasp what I was going through. Alright, I told her nothing. " Tatay, you are crying and I know why. You missed my Lola, didn't you? my daughter said while trying to reach both my back and eyes. She wiped my tears with her hands. She rubbed and patted my back. That instance, a 3 year old daughter was stronger than her 35 year old dad ;) 'know what ' tay ? I cried too whenever I missed you and nanay. Sometimes whenever you leave me for work I really get sad. Don't worry Tatay . You have me here. Then she hugged me tight that I felt two people were embracing me. Then she re-assured me, "I'll always take care of you"
it's not always what you think it is.