Over Seas

My mom bought a ticket this morning for a last minute flight to the Philippines to visit my family member who is in the hospital. Throughout the whole day, I was forcing my tears back at the thought that I won't be near my mom for the next three weeks. Being at home without my mom will be so different. She seriously held this place together and I don't know how she does it. I'd hug her and just want to burst out in tears but I knew it wasn't the time to cry just yet. I woke up at 8:30 to accompany my parents to my mom's work. There she had talked to her boss and HR to ask how long she can get off due to a family emergency. Thankfully, they gave her 3 weeks off. My parents and I always fly together so tonight was the first night she flew alone. I was really worried because my dad is usually the one handling all our passports, papers, cargo, etc. so I hoped my mom was okay. Compared to our usual visits, she packed a lot lighter than usual (probably since everything was so last minute and we didn't have time to buy gifts for everyone else there).

From my last post, they did decide to undergo surgery and as soon as it was over, things seemed great. Everyone was excited that she could be going home soon--but that wasn't the case. After a couple hours, her gallbladder clogged up and after speaking to the doctor, he said things are critical. That was pretty much the push my mom got to spark up her last minute need to go to the Philippines the next day. It sucks to think about it because my family and I planned to come home in December to visit everyone for a good two weeks, but now that our budget is so tight and that my mom already left tonight, those plans are canceled. We had so many plans that I looked forward to. From Christmas caroling, island hopping, and handing out care packages to the less fortunate--I'm really sad that I won't be able to see this happening soon.

I downloaded the Viber app to talk to my mom other than through Skype and I'm excited to try it out once she get's there. It took us the longest time to say goodbye to each other even when it was through text while she was boarding the plane. Then as we were driving back home, my mom calls us and that's when we all pretty much started crying hard. As soon as I got home I went straight to the restroom to cry and I was having the hardest time breathing. It's just hard imagine someone I love in the hospital and me not being able to physically be there and it's also hard knowing I won't be seeing my mom around the house for a couple of weeks. I seriously just want to cry until my mom gets back.

Charlene