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I am living in a world where everything seems to be broken…wrecked family, shattered dreams and a broken me. I was not taken care of and I didn’t take a chance to know my dad. All I know about my father was just a wallet size portrait of him.
My mom told me that my dad had a mistress that’s why he dumped our family. He left us with no home to call, with no father to stand as my guidance when I’m taking the first steps of my life. I can’t blame my dad on what he did because I don’t know the reason why my parents separated. What I realized is, my dad will always be my dad in spite of all the dejection and melancholy that cause a big sore in my heart. Without him, I would not be here in this world right now. So I should be thankful to him and give my full gratitude. I think it’s time for me to forgive and forget on what happened in the past.
While I was in school, my cellphone rang. It was a call from my mom, so I answered it. She told me that my dad was delivered in the hospital because he had a severe disease. And the doctor believed that any point in time right now, my dad will pass away.
I beg my mom to see my dad even though it’s the first and last time that I will see him. So we rushed on the mentioned hospital. I prepared myself for everything that will take place. We arrived on the room of a guy lying in his bed. It was my dad. He looks like he’s enduring too much pain. I almost cried and hastily embraced my longing dream…to feel the presence of a father to his child. I’m overwhelmed with all the occurrences around.
My dad fell asleep so I went to the prayer room to seek for help. I talk to God, I ask for His benevolence and compassion. I am wishing for His mercy to meditate my dad’s disease. I’m thirsty for His miracle…
Out of the blue, a man sat beside me and told me that I should keep my faith to our Almighty God for the reason that He is the only one who can grant unanswered prayers. It was the first time I saw him but I became easily comfortable and relaxed while with him. I just sensed that he can ease the pain I am going through.
Hector and I were at the same case because his dad is also admitted in the hospital for his fatal disease. That’s why we’re here together hunting for God’s help. This prayer room became our meeting place. Our early conversation was turned unexpectedly into such a strong friendship and now…an intimate relationship. I didn’t notice that we got in the point of falling in love to each other in just a blink of an eye. But I’m happy with him… As in!
Surprisingly, Hector’s mom went hurriedly to us and said that his dad was nearly of death. I go with them along the way. When I was about to enter the room, I discerned that it was also my father’s room. I was puzzled and mystified. Am I right with my speculation? Is Hector’s dad was also my dad?! He might be the son of my father’s mistress, so does it mean that my boyfriend was my brother?! What a disaster?!!
I was absolutely right. I can’t accept the truth that he is my brother. Well, I just put it aside for I know that it is more important to focus on my dad. I took a nap; I want to be awakened in this nightmare. But when I woke up, it was said that my father was dead!!! No!!!! I weep so much!
The day of interment for my father’s body came. Hector was crying a lot. At first, I got angry with him but I realized that I must not be self-centered for I know that he has the right too for my dad. We returned in our house, very distress and weary in all the happenings that occurred. It was too much for me and for my mom.
I lost a father and I also lost Hector’s love. I ought to move on to finally forget him. Bury all the moments of yesterdays. 6 years had passed, and until now, I can’t still stop thinking about him. I love him so much but it’s an immoral thing for me to continue our relationship.
When I was walking along the mall, I am searching for new clothes to wear. Unexpectedly, Hector and my path intertwined again. I’m surprised. Very much surprised! I just ignored him. And he approached me if we can do some talking. So I was obliged to do it and I go for it!
He confessed on me that he is not a real son of my dad. He was adopted when he was seven years old because my dad’s mistress wasn’t capable of giving my dad an offspring. So they decided to take Hector as their own child. I can’t believe it! I felt like I was a fool. I wasted the six years of being frantic and desperate.
I accept him again because I know in myself that I love him to the highest level. So now, we are still partners and lovers, married and happy. We have our own children now, and we promise that we will not ever do the same error that our father had made. We will raise our children in the best way that we know.
And this is our beautiful love story that was full of trap by fate…
My mom told me that my dad had a mistress that’s why he dumped our family. He left us with no home to call, with no father to stand as my guidance when I’m taking the first steps of my life. I can’t blame my dad on what he did because I don’t know the reason why my parents separated. What I realized is, my dad will always be my dad in spite of all the dejection and melancholy that cause a big sore in my heart. Without him, I would not be here in this world right now. So I should be thankful to him and give my full gratitude. I think it’s time for me to forgive and forget on what happened in the past.
While I was in school, my cellphone rang. It was a call from my mom, so I answered it. She told me that my dad was delivered in the hospital because he had a severe disease. And the doctor believed that any point in time right now, my dad will pass away.
I beg my mom to see my dad even though it’s the first and last time that I will see him. So we rushed on the mentioned hospital. I prepared myself for everything that will take place. We arrived on the room of a guy lying in his bed. It was my dad. He looks like he’s enduring too much pain. I almost cried and hastily embraced my longing dream…to feel the presence of a father to his child. I’m overwhelmed with all the occurrences around.
My dad fell asleep so I went to the prayer room to seek for help. I talk to God, I ask for His benevolence and compassion. I am wishing for His mercy to meditate my dad’s disease. I’m thirsty for His miracle…
Out of the blue, a man sat beside me and told me that I should keep my faith to our Almighty God for the reason that He is the only one who can grant unanswered prayers. It was the first time I saw him but I became easily comfortable and relaxed while with him. I just sensed that he can ease the pain I am going through.
Hector and I were at the same case because his dad is also admitted in the hospital for his fatal disease. That’s why we’re here together hunting for God’s help. This prayer room became our meeting place. Our early conversation was turned unexpectedly into such a strong friendship and now…an intimate relationship. I didn’t notice that we got in the point of falling in love to each other in just a blink of an eye. But I’m happy with him… As in!
Surprisingly, Hector’s mom went hurriedly to us and said that his dad was nearly of death. I go with them along the way. When I was about to enter the room, I discerned that it was also my father’s room. I was puzzled and mystified. Am I right with my speculation? Is Hector’s dad was also my dad?! He might be the son of my father’s mistress, so does it mean that my boyfriend was my brother?! What a disaster?!!
I was absolutely right. I can’t accept the truth that he is my brother. Well, I just put it aside for I know that it is more important to focus on my dad. I took a nap; I want to be awakened in this nightmare. But when I woke up, it was said that my father was dead!!! No!!!! I weep so much!
The day of interment for my father’s body came. Hector was crying a lot. At first, I got angry with him but I realized that I must not be self-centered for I know that he has the right too for my dad. We returned in our house, very distress and weary in all the happenings that occurred. It was too much for me and for my mom.
I lost a father and I also lost Hector’s love. I ought to move on to finally forget him. Bury all the moments of yesterdays. 6 years had passed, and until now, I can’t still stop thinking about him. I love him so much but it’s an immoral thing for me to continue our relationship.
When I was walking along the mall, I am searching for new clothes to wear. Unexpectedly, Hector and my path intertwined again. I’m surprised. Very much surprised! I just ignored him. And he approached me if we can do some talking. So I was obliged to do it and I go for it!
He confessed on me that he is not a real son of my dad. He was adopted when he was seven years old because my dad’s mistress wasn’t capable of giving my dad an offspring. So they decided to take Hector as their own child. I can’t believe it! I felt like I was a fool. I wasted the six years of being frantic and desperate.
I accept him again because I know in myself that I love him to the highest level. So now, we are still partners and lovers, married and happy. We have our own children now, and we promise that we will not ever do the same error that our father had made. We will raise our children in the best way that we know.
And this is our beautiful love story that was full of trap by fate…
gnda ng twist ng story..prang movie. hehe:) teka nga kc i thought the blog was written first person point of view..nu b yan ..kala ko n nmn sama way like s odd smile:) heh.sori naman:)
teka nga..p.s. pala..ung graphic db from the movie Forres Gump? hehe. cute nun eh one of my favorites:)