They say Filipinos are known for their close family ties but my family is different. May be you can call us dis functional and make a sitcom about our story. Crazy at may seems but I guess we just made a lot of detours in or lives.
This blog was inspired by my favorite uncle. I never talked to him in ages. It was so long that I can't remember why I stopped talking to him. I can't even remember when it started. Aahh. I remember now. It was long ago that his marriage went down the drain. I never had the chance to talk to him again because we never came back at my lola's house. We had a conflict with my dad. My dad who is currently staying there. I avoided that place. I never wanted to go back. I despise the fact that the first man that I loved broke his promise and let me wonder alone in this world.
That was how it started. He is my favorite uncle I remembered. I remembered back in the days when I am vacationing in that house and I am waiting for him to go home. We played so many times. He even frequently gave me "pasalubongs".
One Christmas, he taught me how to dance. We danced in the tune of "Close" with my cousin. He always joked around at the time. He even made me laughed so hard when he told me that he can do two things at the same time because he has squint eyes or banlag in Tagalog.
He is not like that anymore when I talked to him in Facebook. According to him, he is in Brazil now. He also said that he misses me and my cousin. He miss the way he teases us every time he sees us. Actually made me teary eyed because I realized that he is sincere.
He is changed man. Who am I to deny that? I just hope that he continue his metamorphosis and change in to someone better who will never listen to the evilness around him.
