If future comes into many people's minds, working abroad would be one of the ideal jobs that they'd prefer. Living and working outside the country conduct a very exuberant feeling they say. Higher income, better economic opportunities, ageing population, institutional stability, unrestrictive immigration policies, good human resource development policies and etcetera... But was it really a rapturous feeling?
My father is a seafarer, he was away and been sailing for about, 30 years now. I must embrace the fact that his salary gives us more that we need. Studying in a very expensive school gives my father more burden that he ever imagines. He’s 50 yrs old now, and he admits that he is already tired sailing. I can feel the discomfort that he experiences every time he needs to get up from his bed early in the morning and force to work. I cannot forget the words he told me once, “kailangan kung mag sacrifice para ma enjoy ninyo ang buhay ninyo..” I find it unfair but also I’ve realized that it is a reality that comes to a parent’s existence. I know the miss that he feels every moment he leads. Every time he gets sick and desires for the tender-loving-care that my mom gives. Every time he feels sad and trying to feel the comfort that we give. Every time he’s happy for something but he can’t tell it to anyone because he feels uneasy doing it. Every comfort he covets but he cannot get because he has to be apart just to work abroad. I know he has to sacrifice and be apart from his comfort zone just to give us a good and better life that he ever wanted.
I just feel serious about it. It’s somber.