His Tears
I've seen many people cried, very often. Me? I am tough. I am just like my father, we are tough. We don't cry. Today, God made me recall the things that happened in the past. The difference between NOT CRYING IN PUBLIC and NOT CRYING AT ALL. And yes, I am tough in the outside but inside of me is a very weak girl. And like what I've said earlier, I am just like my father. Five --- that's the number of times I've seen tatay cried over someone. Over someone, always " over someone ", never " over something ". First was when lolo passed away. I was a little kid, I couldn't remember the exact details. All I could recall was he was talking to nanay , they were both crying. Nanay was washing dishes while I was playing with my barbie dolls. My kuyas were also playing. We were too young and didn't realize what was happening. Second, is a secret. I guess I am not ready yet to tell. But I will... Third was when I was diagnosed with dengue. ...