A few days ago, i received a surprise phone call from my dad. Normally, when my folks call me up, my dad would just say a quick hello then pass the phone over to my mom. I would then end up chit-chatting with my mom with all the latest chismis and what-not. But this particular night, spent almost an hour talking with my dad, just my dad. I wasn't even sure if my mom knows that he was talking to me or where mom was. I didn't ask too. It's one of those rare days that my dad was probably feeling chatty. And of course I love it. Like I have mentioned in my previous entries, conversation with my dad is one of the things that makes me miss Bacolod.
As always, it was a good almost an hour talk. Shared a lot of insights, on both ends. Things that I have been bothered and confused about lately, I finally let it out. Only with my dad because he is a very good listener. And he gives sensible points. Doesn't jump in to drastic measures... It's only with him that i feel most comfortable sharing my thoughts without hesitations. Strangely, after our conversation, the succeeding days became light and fine. It's my father's touch. He assured me that everything will be alright soon. And it did.
About Me
- Ann
- I am a restless individual. I can't be in something for too long. At some point, I'll be bored. A feeling I'm not comfortable hanging around with. I've always wanted to be a writer. But I can't write as often as I want. And sometimes, words are not that good to me when I need them to be. So now, I tell my story through my photographs. I have a secret love affair with photography. There are things that are just best seen than told. I am independent. I don't appreciate people influencing or telling me what to do/say. I can decide and speak for myself, thank you. I am a traveler. I am constantly somewhere else, either in reality or in fantasy.
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