My brother is back in Manila visiting from Alabama. Last weekend, we went to visit Dad. After being hospitalized last January and February, I remembered he was so thin for lack of appetite. But I was surprised to see him in pretty good shape. Not the same as he was when he was healthy but he looked better than the last time I saw him. He was actually at church when we arrived and waited for him to arrive. He didn't know that my brother was in town already. But he was expecting him for I have told him in the beginning of the year that he'll be spending summer her. I saw his delight when he saw his only son again. And they talked for endless hours. Didn't felt jealous at all for I know I am just around. I was just glad to observe them. 
Dad, though not that old, he is only 63 but already looked more than 70 years old. Life has good to him during his younger days but he has taken it all for granted and made bad decisions along the way that affected and hurt the family. I no longer hold grudge as I used to. But I can't help think what our lives would have turn out of the past didn't occur. I would be very different from our current one for sure. But I was born to this family and we can't choose our family. So I accept whatever I have and live with it. Promising myself that I'd keep my family together…whatever it takes.
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