Leaving someone behind or even something that you are used to makes me terribly awful. This familiar ache never ceases to leave me.
I remember our rented house in San Pedro. I and my siblings live there for nearly three years. Fond memories of a loved one, friends and family were witnessed by that house. The moment came when we have to vacate the house. We need a bigger space. I cried a bucket of tears because I am leaving the house that's been our shelter for almost three years.
When my father left us was the biggest loss I had. I wanted to scream but I can't. I have to be strong even for the show off. My heart was squeezed continually and my tears kept falling.
Leaving the Philippines was a long time plan but I thought it would never happen. I have a different plan. So the plan A and plan B and even plan C. Plan B took place that is why I am here in the foreign land. Leaving the country was never easy too, again I have to facade a happy face for show off. But the truth is: I am crying inside.
Leaving the city that I used to like makes me feel terribly unpleasant.
“I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.”
― Beryl Markham, West with the Night
And so I say: Changes are the only permanent thing in this world.
I remember our rented house in San Pedro. I and my siblings live there for nearly three years. Fond memories of a loved one, friends and family were witnessed by that house. The moment came when we have to vacate the house. We need a bigger space. I cried a bucket of tears because I am leaving the house that's been our shelter for almost three years.
When my father left us was the biggest loss I had. I wanted to scream but I can't. I have to be strong even for the show off. My heart was squeezed continually and my tears kept falling.
Leaving the Philippines was a long time plan but I thought it would never happen. I have a different plan. So the plan A and plan B and even plan C. Plan B took place that is why I am here in the foreign land. Leaving the country was never easy too, again I have to facade a happy face for show off. But the truth is: I am crying inside.
Leaving the city that I used to like makes me feel terribly unpleasant.
“I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.”
― Beryl Markham, West with the Night
And so I say: Changes are the only permanent thing in this world.
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