Til Next Time
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Bad At Goodbyes
Baywalk - the new one
I had to ask Matthew what year he was in High School, simply because I couldn't keep track. "Third year, Tito Junnie." But he was just our 3-year old ring bearer during our wedding. He must be a man now. Probably tried a bottle of beer or a shotgun of weed. But I don't think so. He's such a sweet boy that he still kisses his mama in the morning and when they get back home tired from work.
He greeted me about LA's loss last Friday, as we were both Laker fans - unfortunately I wasn't in the mood for any Laker talk as they squandered a 24-point lead to lose the game. They won yesterday, so it's now 2-3, still in favor of the Celtics. He said thank you for the $ 5 I gave him while I gave Kyle 2 $ 1 bills for their seemingly new wallets. I remember too that I had a dollar bill when I was their age and kept it inside my wallet for years.
So when I was Matthew's age,or a year older, and an incoming Junior in High School, I already had that sense that saying goodbye was all about being "feeling lonely". I knew that friends since we were in Grade School will be assigned to another section as the honor class was being disbanded and eventually enrolling to different universities.
But most of all, I've said goodbye to being a child and welcoming adolescence and the weird feeling of whether I was a boy or a man now. Quite unnerving if I remember it right. I had so much energy I don't know where I get them. More disturbing is that I don't know where to use them :0 Ask your 14-year old the same question when he spends so much time at the gym, at the phone and still is up jumping at 12 midnight...
Yeah, being 14 was a big turnaround for me. I grew hair in different places and my voice broke quite late since a year before. But I remember I was exposed to whatever a man needed to prepare for. It might have been too early too soon, but I didn't mind. :)
That same year, I also encashed my dollar bill which was worth Php 8 to $ 1 when I first got it but was already worth double when I exchanged it.
Yes, almost double.
My pimples were also doubling and my puberty urges too.
Til next time, Matthew, be a good boy. Pray when you suddenly feel the urge to use those hands :) That will make your palms a lot useful and your soul a lot brighter, hahahah.
Bittersweet. I'm leaving today for Toronto and back to my labs' embrace! I'm bad at goodbyes. My mama and paparazzi sent me off. May and Zia were in the car too. Awkward to embrace as we are not emotionally-showy family.
But am happy that I'm coming home.
I'm leaving you an old You Tube favorite with background music of an 80s favorite, Paul Young's "Wherever I Lay My Hat."
wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
I'm telling you that's my home.
- So whether it is Paranaque, Las Pinas, a rock, or the dead sea, wherever my wife is - that's my home.