April 27, 2013. Two months ago, we flew here in KL. Z and I are no longer strangers to this
country because we are it's frequent visitors for the past years. I felt so
agitated that day maybe because it will not be the usual trip like before. As this time, it will be for a for a long, long
while.
When we were on our way to the
airport my phone rang and was surprised why my sister was calling so soon. We had to head back home because one of our
bags is still inside the room. What?!
Good thing we were just a kilometer away.
My patience was tested, I took a grip of myself and considered the
situation a joke. We were laughing as we
reached home and the laughter shared helped me clear some thoughts and helped
me steady a bit.
Was it for the use of the trolley??!
Or for whatever reason it was, I was asked to pay Php 45.00 for all our
bags. I asked the porter if it was
already my payment for his service but he said it wasn't nor he benefits from
what I paid. Ggggrrrr! It seems like travel tax and terminal fees are
not enough! A rip-off! I am really keeping the district32 acqua water
bottle until now because this is worth Php 50.00 for a 250ml size. No choice and if you have a son you can't deprive
him from drinking water.
The plane was not full but the
ride was so bumpy on that afternoon. We
took Cebu Pacific as it is the only airline that has a direct flight from Cebu to KL. Minutes later and it was snack time. It has
become our tradition to eat noodles while on board. I think the noodles become more tasteful if
we are at sky high and you get to appreciate it more because it's pricey
hehehe. Anything can happen! And forever
it will be remembered. The noodles were
served. I turned around to put my cup on
the other stow table then it happened so fast.
The plane jerked, I heard a groan, hot water splashed on Zs' chest and
abdomen?! I didn't panic. I was brink of tears but I had to show
strength to help him pacify the pain.
My son's chest was so red. He was
in tears, who wouldn't. Cebu Pacific has
no First Aid Kit and I don't know if they even have a First Aid training. Since it's impossible to have a running water
I asked for ice. At least, the
stewardess gave me enough ice, placed it in a plastic bag, provided a box
of tissue and comforting words to Z. It was the best that she
could do but I was thankful. I'm
also thankful that there is this thing called melting process because it really
helped a lot. Every drop of cold water was a
gift. Since it was painful to put
something of weight on his chest, I used a wet tissue. The colder the tissue the better it was. After sometime the redness was cleared at his
abdomen part with the ice pack. We
changed his shirt but continued to put cold tissue on his chest. With his guardian angel's help, he was calmed
to sleep for awhile then as I re-checked the redness was gone but there was a
noticeable birth mark-like that was left around 2 inches in length. It was a very unfortunate experience. Buying
noodles again? Yes but this time I'll bring a dependable non-spill container to
avoid this scenario in the future.
As the plane gained speed and
while Z was asleep, I had my chance to be on thoughts and enjoyed the moment
watching nature at its best from our window.
I turned on the review button in my mind and looked back. It took me
years to come up with a decision because I was so fickle-minded, it was like a
step forward and 3 steps backward moments then.
I have been asking God for signs if I should or should not pursue the
move. I can't really pinpoint if they
were the signs I asked from Him because the manifestations were not that direct
or concrete enough. I took time to
really reflect and weighed things over. Knowing
what truly matters and what my heart truly desires helped me simplify things. With
my impatience, I was so blinded with a lot of things. In the long run and with the many years I
have waited, only did I realize that those years were indeed not wasted as I
thought they were. God helped me prepare
and to be more prepared. I trusted Him
and so things are in its proper places. When
He thinks that I have already established a foundation in me, that I was able
to condition myself well and I have known deep in my heart that things will no
longer be the same he allowed the moment to happen. We are one step closer. We are moving in.
Z woke up and felt energized but
the mark is still there. We met Jack outside. The greatest thing of
all and the one thing that matters was materialized. We are a family again and no longer separated
by distance. A Father, A Mother, and A Child. It's no longer a dream. No more BUTs and WHAT IFs. I am now a 100% Stay At Home Mom. I miss my parents, my sister, my nephews, ate
snoopy, my friends, and Cebu. They've been my comfort and support all these
years and I know they will be forever.
KL has been home for the last two
months and I hope for the coming years.
Only God knows what our future will be like here in KL but again, I am
thankful to KL and I am thankful for everything.
Moving
on, moving up, and moving forward!
To
God be thy glory!
