My sad coffee and sad flight to Philippines
I couldn’t imagine that I will be experiencing the OFW’s biggest fear…
Coffee makes me happy and relax, but last January 16, 2020, I would say my coffee is a sad coffee. I couldn’t taste nor smell its addicting aroma.
Something wrong is for sure, there is a problem. Is it the coffee quality? the place? No, the issue is me.
It was my saddest flight back home to my beloved Philippines. For many Overseas Worker flying home is just part of our normal routine. This is one of the exciting times that many of us are looking forward to.
However not all flights are happy as it should be, there are many reasons behind our existence in one flight.
Some are going on vacation, attend emergency situation or worst to see for the last time your loved one at the funeral.
The latter was the reason for my co OFW which I met while I was in Mcdo sipping my americano coffee and waiting for my boarding. Her name is Mel from the Northern part of the Philippines. Her eyes were swollen and you can see how sad, and tired she was. She will be attending the last days of her father’s funeral.
It was really sad, a life reality that no one can escape. I felt a pinch in my heart. Thinking that all of us and our loved one soon will be gone. With these emotions my favorite drink seems tasteless.
Many years back, I never saw myself that I will be going in the same situation that my flight will be a sad flight. However, that is the reality that I am in now.
Though my case is not as hard as her, but it is an awakening call for me.
Awakening in the sense that while I am working abroad and aging, my parents back home are getting older and older day by day. They are getting weak and facing the reality that they are aging and getting sick.
My father was not well for the past months. We thought it is just a normal stomach problem. Thankfully the new doctor detects it at the earlier stage. However, he needs an urgent operation.
All my siblings are not in the country and at the moment I am the only one in a position to go back home. I was nervous as I always thought that I am not good at taking care of other needs. Especially in terms of medication assistance for sickness. I was anxious if I can really take care of him. If my mom can rely on me when situations worsen. But then I know my daughter love instinct will just happen and I will let it do all the best I can do for my parents
In this trip, I need to be strong, firm and have my 100 percent presence of mind to assist my mother in all the needed decisions for my father’s treatment.
While typing this I was on my 8 hours journey. Feeling tired, but couldn’t sleep as my mind is very active, scared and imagining a lot of things.
I want to pull the hands of the clock to make this travel fast, I want to see and be with them in this time they need me.
Especially my papa:(
3:00am at my parent’s home, couldn’t sleep.