New Shoes

My son cries every night before going to sleep ever since I've been assigned in night shift. I guess he'll be crying for two months more. My heart breaks every time I leave the house. He seems so scared and worried. He wants so much to spend time with me, there's always not enough time for us, he tells me all sorts of lines just to keep me from saying goodbye. Here are some memorable lines:

"Please don't say you're leaving kasi nasa-sad ako."

"Nanay, please wake up I want to see you moving."

"Nanay, please don't sleep too much."

"Hindi pa kita nakikita ng complete aalis ka na agad?"

What more can I do but to tell him that we'd see each other again in the morning, God willing, of course, that's also a lie because by the time I get home they'd be long gone in school.. They usually get home at around 4pm and during that time I'm in deep slumber and probably dreaming of Vale, teeheee! Sorry, fangirl just came out.

The past two weeks were extra hard on him (it was hard on me too) because I practically became a bed spacer in my own house; I only came home to sleep for about five hours and then off to the office again, weekends included. I had no idea that his P.E. shoes had been damaged, the top portion of his right shoe, right on top of his little toe was split open and he's been using it for two weeks without telling. When I asked him about it he told that he wanted to tell me it's just that I was always sleeping when I was at home. My heart sank when I heard his reply. I bought him a new pair of shoes the very next day.

Thus, the reason for this blog, he drew me this picture as a way of telling me how much he misses me, I guess words are still not enough for him.