..the leader of the band is tired and his eyes were getting old.
It was in December of 2014 when my father left us. I went to Manila to take the second examination for the job I was applying for. I was unaware that my father was sick.
My father was a very talkative man. He was always the “bangka” in every conversation. He was a joker – and he would always be the first person to laugh whenever he would deliver a joke.
I remember, during the last hours of his life, he looked for me. He said, “Nandyan pa ba si Lodie?” I answered , “Yes.”, in between my sobs.
He then said, “Kaya mo yan. Ako kasi di ko na kaya.” He was referring to the exam that I was supposed to take later that day. Although my father was a very talkative man, he refused to talk to us or give us advice on serious matters. It was the first “advice” he gave me.
I kissed my papa goodbye when I left to take the examination. Little did I know, he was the one leaving us for good. After the exam,my sister called me and told me that Papa’s gone.
It hurts – a lot. But there was nothing else we could do. I just prayed that God would give me the job that I applied for. I wanted it to be the last gift that I could give my father. He had high hopes that I could make it and I never wanted to disappoint him.
And, God answered our prayers. I got accepted in that company. But, it was only this March 2016 when I officially joined this company.
To Papa, I promise to do good in this company. I will always remember that God answered our prayers when He let me join this job.