march 17,2009

i accompanied an old man to the clinic. not really that old but aged by the pain of his by-pass operation. it's not easy to be a company to an old man. i have to slow down my steps, slow down my phase on this world and little by little be inside his world. it changes my routine even just for a while, it did not changed my life but it gave me a thought to ponder . i remembered this old man carrying me in his arms, he is strong then. i remembered him teaching me to swim, to ride a bike and to fly a saranggola . i remembered him and will always remember him as my father, my strong father. and now this is the time for me to be someone strong for him , for our family. from now on i oath to be a strong son... at least i will try...
the song Father and son sounds so vivid in my mind... i know it's just that i can't vebalize.