a few weeks ago..

almost a month has passed.. since my lola (my mom's nanay) had left us to be with the Father. it was the moment that stunned everyone in the family, including my dad, who flew earlier that day to Malaysia for his business trip. my mom, jill (my sister), and michael (my cousin) were on their way back home from the airport when they received a call from tita rose, asking them to drop by her place. it was she, who broke the tragic news to my mom, and the rest was history.

everything happened so fast. first thing i knew was dad going to malaysia (without me saying goodbye). then nanay passed away. a day after, i arrived home early in the morning and saw that my mom was already packing up her luggage for her flight the next day.

and then.. it hit me. dad's not around, mom's won't be around soon, who's next in line? me!?? this is the first time that this has happened. i'm in charge of the whole house, and everything that's happening in it. good thing my tita divine (dad's younger sister) came over at our place and stayed for a couple of weeks to keep us company, and to look after us also.

my honey came home a few weeks after, and goodness!! i sure missed him so bad.. i was fidgeting the whole day, wondering what part of the globe he's in at that time, and if his plane has arrived already. i didn't go with to pick him up at the airport, though. i was on duty *yeah darn right!*. and i was also thinking that it'll be better that way, so he can make up for his family also. spend time with them maybe. plus the fact that he'll be so tired from the trip, he won't have enough energy to catch up some things with me. oh well.. what can i do..

work is still work.. but i'm glad that it's getting better... way better that before. i'm assigned with a project, that i'm expected to consider like my own and be the keyperson of that. pressures come every now and then, as always. but i like the sensation of being stessfull at times, not too much though.