It’s been a month I haven’t seen my father since he is working in the countryside. My uncle died, so i visited the what we call “lamay”. My father went there too. While I am in the table with my cousins, father arrived. I call out to him. Then he come over. As he is getting closer, I looked at him. He is really old now. He looks tired and sick. He also losses weight. He smiled as he sees me. He doesn’t have a tooth in front already. I was surprised. As i looked at him and realize how old he is. Tears started to come out in my eyes. I can’t hold it. I just excuse myself to comfort room. I can’t stop the thought of death, that’s why I get into tears. I hope God will give him a longer life. If only I have financial capabilities, I could give him what he’s been desiring for all this time. And at least make them experience a comfortable life they haven’t tasted.

Just writing this. Can’t sleep. Have a Good Night everyone ❤️