Sunday, 3:06 in the afternoon
Overheard my sister and papa talking on the phone
Papa: " how's your ate (older sister)? Is she doing well?"
Sis: "she has been pulling daily 2 hours overtime at work. She even accompanied me going to groceries despite being ill.
Then tonight, 7:54, received a text from papa saying "Thank you for your sacrifices as the eldest but I don't like my daughter sacrifice her health. You rest, anak ko. Love, papa"
And now I'm bursting into tears again. I love when my papa acts as mama since she has been gone for 3 years. I'm 26 but still papa treats me like his baby girl.
Home, really is a person.

















