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Nobody said it’s easy…Nobody said it would be this hard.

Posted by admin | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 19-03-2012

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Compared to my siblings, I was the one lucky enough to grow up with my parents…but still there we’re many times that it was only my Yaya who was beside me. I clearly remember when there we’re school programs and events that require the presence of parents, yet they we’re not there with me. I often questioned myself why my classmates’ mom and dad are always there but mine wasn’t.

 

I did not understand the reasons for their absence until I was in high school. My parent’s sacrifices were for the people of our country. Although it was really hard to understand at that time, after my dad’s death it became very clear as crystal to me. They did what they did because they wanted to give hope and freedom to a lot of people and THAT I am very proud of.

 

A few years back when I studied in Manila and was away from my son, I thought that it was okay and it would not affect him that much. But every time I called, he would cry and say, “Mommy, please come home already.” He was 3 years old then. It broke my heart so much that I wanted to come home every weekend but I just can’t… and that experience was very heart piercing to the both of us. When I finally came home, I made it up to him and didn’t miss any special day for him. I would sacrifice a lot just to make him smile. And I remember my mom and dad doing that to me too when I was a kid. Mom and dad would bring my siblings and me out of town to bond and make up for the times that they’ve lost.

 

Looking back at my life as I was growing up, I realized that sometimes those times that you’ve lost can’t be compensated by material things and out of town trips. The PRESENCE of your parents is just different.

 

Right now, at this very moment…I am faced with a big decision. Should I go or should I stay? After hearing my son’s words this morning, “Mommy, don’t go.” I just can’t help but cry and remember the feeling of longing and wishing for the presence of my parents when I was young. I exactly know how my son would feel if I leave. I know that when I come back and make up for those times I’ve lost, it would still be different. Yet I’m in a dilemma because this decision would also be for his bright future.

 

The big question remains unanswered… Would it be worth it???

 

Lord, you know what the best is for us… Please tell me what to do.

Jeremiah 29:11-13 “For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.”

 

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