My father will leave in 10 days. He will leave us for his new job as an Assistant Storekeeper in a Luxury Cruise Ship.

It’s been more than a year since my papa lost his job. He was a Storekeeper in a same kind of ship which is Europe-based. A ship in their company was sold, so a cut on their staff was inevitable.

In more than a year, I’ve learned to budget my money. I had to cover half of everything (i.e. brother’s college tuition, electric bill..). I learned to refuse invitations from my co-nurses to go on a trip somewhere in the country. I learned to save money to get what I want. But, most of the time, the money that I saved was used to cover our family’s expenses.

I dreamed of the day that my father will get back with his feet and start working again. That day is so close.

You may wonder why am I not sad that father will leave us to work abroad. Honestly, I’m not that close to my father. I think I’ve blogged about him before.

I may be happy that I’ll get to buy things that I want for myself now, but I can’t stop thinking about the future. Papa and mommy will retire eventually. As a man of the right age, I am now looking for a job that can support our family once my parents’ time to retire comes.

Australia? Singapore? Qatar? hmmm….

yan ang usual na sagot ko pag badtrip na ko o iritable..

naisip ko kasi, na baka sa sa pag-gising ko, maayos na ang lahat.. wala ng gulo.. tahimik ang paligid.. may bahaghari sa dakong paroon..  mga ibon na nagkakantahan.. at may isang galong ice cream