Tuesday, February 14, 2006

when love is not enough

i remember when we were small, my sister bout 11-12yrs old, i was bout 8-9yrs old, oneday we reached home after school, the 1st thing our brother told us was: "ma left home." my sister n i was panic, we grabbed some coins n headed straight to the bus station in front of our house. we wanted to search for ma but donno how, to us, at age like tht, we thought since ma left home, she must hav gone very far, n we believed goin up to a bus would take us far enough to find her. i remember bus fare was 50cent for each person regardless where your destination is, at last we got down the bus at where we got up, but no ma with us. we cried while walking back home, then we saw ma in the kitchen preparing dishes for dinner. i forgot wat happened next, did we ask her y she left home? did we hug n cried all over her? i don seem to remember but we had ma back.

many many yrs later when we all grow up, once we accidentally brought up the incident n tht was the 1st time we heard ma talked bout it. she had a terrible fight with pa tht day n she vowed she would walk out of the house n never comes back. we asked where did she go. ma said she contacted a friend who would help her out finding a job in canada, she got up to the bus to reach her. during the journey, ma was hesitated n same as us, she got down the bus at where she got up. we must thank the bus routine was damn far n long so tht she had enough time to justify her decision, oso becos she knows, there's still love in the family. she knows if she went, she wil not see her 5 children anymore. she knows if she went, the marriage wil be broken into pieces.

i guess tht must be one of the tests in my ma n pa's 40+yrs of marriage. many couples made it becos there's something worth saving for. could be the children, could be the old good time spent together, or simply becos there's stil love for each other. but when love ain't enough, there's just nothing left.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Whatever happens in our lives, there’s definitely a reason behind it. We might feel that we’re all time under a pile of shit, but sometimes shit is good. Whatever don’t kill us, builds us. It’s like doing sales : If you won a deal, it’s worth celebrating it. If you lost a deal, it’s still worth celebrating about it. Simply put, we must know why we won, so that we’ll win more in the future. When we lost, we also need to know why we lost, so that we don’t repeat the same mistake made. I’m glad your Ma decided to put family upfront coz she saw a future in each one of you. Lastly … Love builds, but it also can kill ... Cheers Always