Yup, it’s time to go.

 

I did not have any effort packing my things. I was used to filling up a luggage in a jiffy. When I leave for abroad, I usually do my packing just few hours from the flight and did not have any problems with that.

 

It was half past six in the evening when we left our house in Bulacan. My family was complete in the car, with my brother-in-law on the wheels. We had to pick up my wife in our unit in Ortigas, so she could join the entourage.

 

The time has come when I have to face the consequences of the decision I made. I knew this moment will come – when I had to say my goodbyes, and leave my kisses to my loved ones.

 

The scene at the airport was one moment I will never forget. I felt the tensed atmosphere as I saw everybody holding up their tears. And after I kissed my wife goodbye, I had to hurry up walking away from her, as I became teary-eyed myself. It was the saddest moment.

 

I knew my wife needed my support at this time of her pregnancy, and I knew that my baby would need my care after he comes out. But yes, I am leaving them at this time. It was not good idea, but I knew staying would not be a better option either.

 

I walked fast towards the airport entrance. I did not want to look back for I knew it would not help me control my emotions. At the boarding gate waiting area, the scene kept repeating in my mind until my brains got tired, my eyes got swollen, and my feelings numbed.