We all knew this day was going to happen and this day was going to arrive so soon.
Even my 7-year old nephew was trying to contemplate the fact that he was going back home to Manila already. I bet he couldn't believe it too. There's no excitement of going back home when you don't have anyone to go back to anyway. Because the my parents and me are still staying here in the states for another two months.
Last night, I caught my nephew lying on the bed, spaced out and surprisingly his attention was off his PSP. You wouldn't notice what's going on because he is quiet. But the fact he IS quiet means to me that something IS going on.
So I asked him, "what are you thinking"
"Nothing", he said.
But then I whispered to him that he can tell it to me.
"I want to stay here in America", he finally admitted to me.
It's not surprising, but for a seven year old to feel these kind of emotions, is also heart-breaking for me.
In the airport... we accompanied my sister and my nephew during their check in. It is different here in the United States because they are more lenient. Back in Manila, the only people who can go inside the airport are the people who either works there or is a passenger.
We lingered for a few more minutes before they went to the boarding area. My dad says he wanted to wait for the crew, but I think he's actually delaying. He does that. Even he doesn't admit it, he still wants to spend more time together.
But when those few minutes were up. My sister and nephew had to say their good byes.
I was holding back my tears.
And I watched their back as both of them walked towards their gate.
Ever since I started venturing on a Long Distance Relationship Love Affair, I am traumatized by goodbyes.
And yet, this is just the beginning.
In my life of loving to travel, I know I will still face more good-byes.
I hope in time I get used to it, because these tight chests are very heavy to bring with.