Tuesday, June 15, 2004

I had slept late last night, hoping and waiting that my son, Paul Denise, would come home before midnight but, he didn't show up!

As early as 5:30 in the morning, the commotion made by my neighbors woke me up. And, I remembered my Paul Denise. I realized he will sacrifice his future just to give in to his tantrums and jealousy against his siblings. He was telling the family of my sister that I was unfair and biased with him but, the problem is, he just wanted to justify his frequent staying at their house. He's enjoying playing computer games there with my nephews WHILE there is no man here in the house to assist me, in case I needed him. Playing PC games is not allowed at home, especially now that they're back to school.

After reciting the rosary which I routinely do everyday at six in the morning, my tears were falling. I can't stop myself from feeling sorry for my son's misleading thoughts. While setting up mobile's international roaming, I called my sister and gave her instructions regarding the package I will send for my eldest son in Saudi Arabia. After couple of calls, I had an opportunity to speak with my mother, too, and I opened my heart to her. Few minutes later, she arrived with my son!

I immediately wiped my tears before opening the door and before she could ask what happen to my voice, I told her right away I was not feeling well, have runny nose and watery eyes since last night while going straight to the kitchen to hide my face and pretended myself busy preparing breakfast. I didn't liked my son to see me crying...

Paul Denise arrived home from school at past one in the afternoon. He watched VCD while washing his uniform. When the phone rings, just then I noticed he's gone. Alarmed, I checked log records on my CP, as usual, he sent P30 worth of pasaload to his number!

KIDS!!!