it was independence day yesterday. and somehow while thinking about the whole independence-thing and its meaning, i thought of how i am doing as an independent girl, a week apart from my family living in our boarding house and later on ten months of living
without a mom physically at our house to go home to.
(yes, you have heard it right.... my mom is going to russia either on the last week of july or first week of august. she will work there for 10 months with my auntie.)
it was one of the worst news i've ever heard from her. a week before she told me about it, we had an argument because she wouldn't allow me to go to my friend's house to have an all-expense-paid swimming with her family. i told her awful things - i tried to find reasons why she would not allow me and reasoned out why i should go. and i did these while screaming on my cellphone. how bad can i get?
later on that day, i realized how bad my actions were. and i texted her how sorry i am for saying such things. she didn't reply.
few days later (i wasn't able to go home that weekend because we had a long test), my dad said that mom went to laguna and stayed there for some days. she went there because she was actually angry at my brother.
when she went home, she texted me to go home that weekend. she said that we were going to talk about an important thing. so i did went home and heard one of the saddest news ever heard by my ears: she is going to work in russia.
before i could even tell her my feelings about this decision of hers, she was already arranging her papers.
a week later, she had her passport in her hands. how am i suppose to stop her now?
it was as if the whole world is revolving in that mere piece of paper with a head on it and that comes with different colors. well, what can i say? people's lives have revolved on that pieces of paper. money has its creepy little hands in our lives that it could destroy relationships, buildings , nature and lives by merely staying in our bank accounts and pockets. and now money is going to seperate my mom from me. how much more does money needs from me?