Grief was the sound of a young boy’s heart. His father passed away. He never could have thought it happened. Looking back at the memories of his father before he died make him cry more tears.
He is second to the youngest of the family. He was fifteen years old when his father died. Her mother was busy raising them up after his father’s death. Loneliness flicker when he was left alone, her mother was working and her older siblings went to school. He stopped schooling because he didn’t want to pursue it.
Looking back during the times when his father was still beside him. They would usually come together riding on a motorcycle just to get fresh air. They would go to a beach, his father taught him how to swim. Tears fell like streams of water that came from the heart.
His father was a hard working man. He came from a poor family from a province. He had seen the poverty and the need to do something to get out from it. He chose to leave his parents and went to the city to look for a job. A big company was hiring an assistant that time for a certain position, he then volunteered. Through the years of hard work he had been promoted to a higher position.
The young boy was determined to walk through his father’s footsteps as a hardworking man. But when his father died, his dreams were shattered. He went on to spent more time with the bad influence of his peers.
His mother forced him to go to school to keep him away from his friends. He eventually followed as his mother have told him. Just as her mother have thought it will do him no harm but then the worst happened. She thought his son would go to school everyday but then he went to internet cafes and play online games. His tuition fees weren’t paid instead used the money on playing games.
He never finished high school. He went on with his friends and learn how to drink at a young age and became a drunkard. Her mother miserably kept track of him to lead him the right direction. But then, he was hardheaded. He kept on doing what he thought would make him forget his father’s death.
He was sleeping down the street drunk with his friends. When a dream came after him like a haunting. He dreamed of walking down the stairways and finding a coffin downstairs, he was looking forward at who was inside it. To his dismay, it was her mother.
He woke up that day troubled and went home to see his mother. He can’t afford losing her. She is the only one that is left for him. He hugged and kissed her mother. She smiled and asked “what happened to you my son?”. He then whispered, “I’m sorry I have been so selfish.” He should not be selfish enough of thinking about himself. He can move on with his life spending each day with her mother knowing she is still there for him.
We sometimes face troubles in life that seemed unbearable. But then when we opened our eyes to change and start looking for what we still have only then will we be content and not consumed by the fierce emotions of loneliness and pain. Instead, we can still walk joyfully together with the person who is close to our hearts.
