Two years ago, I got the chance to visit my cousin. We are not close but she likes to think we are.π We seldom see each other, maybe once every eight years but when we see each other, our mothers and aunts would want us to be together. They would insist that we should play together as we are in the same age and talk to each other often and catch up for the reason that we only meet once in a blue moon.
My cousin, Cathy, lives in Bohol. Together with their whole family, they would visit the rest of the clan who mostly resides in Leyte once every 5 to 8 years. During our get- together, our mothers and aunts would want us to play together and spend time to catch up as we seldom see each other. I was up for it until not. As time pass by, I could sense that my aunts grew fonder to Cathy. She became everyone's favorite.
Cathy speaks softly and sweetly. She is beautiful and she moves like a fine lady. No wonder my aunts would love her that much. I was okay with it because I'm still Cathy's favorite. She used to leave letters for me before she would come home to Bohol.
Fast forward to college days, we seldom see each other but we exchange messages occasionally. Until, one night while we are talking about our Graduation Day, she asked about my plans. She asked to come visit her so we could figure out our plans and look for a job together.
I didn't like her offer. Sure, I like to visit Bohol but I'm a crybaby. I'm a college graduate but I don't want to be away from my mother.
Months passed and the guilt of being an unemployed hit me. I, then, decided to accept her offer. The first- planned trip failed as I found myself crying the same morning I'm about to leave. My father laughed at me and adviced me to just stay and look for a job in the nearby municipality instead. He knows me well.
Weeks passed and finally I have mustered the courage to travel but with my mother. Hahaπ My mother agreed on my father's idea that she would only accompany me and would come home the day after. (that sounds confusing but go on read it againπ , i can't seem to find the correct sentence for that. If you have sentence suggestions, please feel free to leave it in the comments section)
It's my first time to go on a long trip with my mother and she wasn't that happy about it. She hated long trips and she hate to leave my father and brother because no one would prepare meals for them. My father encourages her to visit her sisters from time to time but she always refuse.
As we were boarding the ship and riding on a bus, she keeps on telling me to be firm on my decisions and resign from being a cry baby. She even joked that I might come home with her the next morning.
True enough, my first night in Bohol was spend hugging my mother tightly, crying and begging her to allow me to come home with her the next morning. That was the only night she allowed me to hug her until morning. She doesn't want to be hugged in sleep because she says it's too hot and she can't breath. But that night, she let me and I did not let lose.
That's all for today friends. I'll write about my short Bohol experience tomorrow.
Good night!
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First time ko na matagal malayo sa parents nung nagpunta ako Zamboanga fpr a vacation. Pero hindi ako yung clingy type na hug sa parents. Sa kalandian pwede pa. Chaaaar. Hahaha. Yung time to time lagi ako nakamessage sa nanay ko nung mga panahon na yun. Salamat na lang talaga sa mga makabagong teknolohiya. Kung hindi baka hindi na ako tumuloy sa Zamboanga. Hahaha. Isshare ko din yung trip ko na yun soon.