“I came from the Father and have come into the world; again, I am leaving the world and going to the Father.” John 16:28
almost a week ago, we saw megan off to Bahrain where they would board a plane back to Manila. we had just spent 36 days all together as a family. how time really flies when you’re having a great time. it seemed only yesterday when we picked her up at the airport in Dammam. and now that she’s gone back home to Laguna, we are just so grateful to God for those precious bonding moments that we had shared.
there were very few tourist spots here in Khobar where we can take her. but the corniche provided that perfect place where all four of us became one with nature. we had picnics in the parks along the corniche of Khobar, Dammam, Jubail and even the roadside going to Asisiyah basking in the great view of a small lake lined with dates.
the beachfront near half moon was not as pristine as that of boracay’s. but the fact that we were together made it just the perfect site for a fresh level of togetherness. we grilled fish and chicken, went fishing and ate to our hearts’ delight. it didn’t matter that we were cramped together in our small tent watching james bond’s ‘the quantum of solace’ on the laptop, nor that we were not able to sleep soundly after. as we look back to that night that we’re all up together, trying to amuse ourselves with silly stories and corny jokes, made me realize how great a time we had.
we remember those nights when we went mall hopping just strolling around. we don’t have much to splurge on shopping, but we did have some for venti and cappuccino after those tiring walks. and those small talks that we have over coffee; believe me they are worth far more than anything that money can buy.
there were other things too that keep reminding us of megan’s stay. like that pink shark balloon she begged us to buy for her. it still in miguel’s room until now. how she loved broasted chicken so much and the garlic mayo too. the movies that we started to watch together, but most of the times ended up with poor me already sound asleep. how she loved to sleep in her abaya. how tatay always dives on all three of us in bed with that sweet embrace shouting ‘group hug!!!!!!!!‘ the joy rides that we loved complete with video reporting like they were made for cnn. and surely megan will never forget how we were swarmed by four young girls at a ladies’ rest room in Dammam corniche. for some reason, those girls started embracing and kissing us the moment they saw us went in. we had a very hard time trying to escape from their ‘clutches’ especially megan who they even followed to the car.
this year is also the best mother’s day that i had so far. the three of them conspired to give me a surprise. well, they gave me roses and a certificate for being a good mother (i just wish that i really am) and treated me to a sumptous dinner. but there was something in the manner that they executed their ‘performance’ that words can never describe. it was just so sweet.
i believe that our bond together as a family only grew stronger. we rediscovered each other as persons, and tried to showed each other our affection like we were trying to beat a deadline. and as we saw the bus where megan was riding, out of carlton and on to the highway going to Bahrain, we realized that time is up. but then again, amidst all the tears of goodbyes, the joy that we had together is now replaced with hope as we look forward to Christmas when we would all be together again.
there is one day far greater though, that we should all look forward to. the ascencion of Jesus Christ gave us the hope that someday, He shall be coming back. and as we wait for that day, let us focus all our energies and our gifts for the glory of GOD, especially by spreading HIS LOVE; that is His Good News to everyone. so that when that time comes, we shall be worthy to welcome Him again, and take us together with Him in His kingdom for all eternity.