..parenting your parents..

This really sounds awful at first! But let me share how fun it is to be a parent to your, err, parents.

 I'm working 12 hours a day, not to include the overtime since I don't want to leave things undone. I don't have a kid to feed or send to school. I don't have a brother or a sister to send to school even. But I work the same long hours. Because I'm a parent. Yes, my sister and I are parents to our parents-my mom and my tita. I work longs hours to send them their allowance. I work long hours to send them to salon or spa. I work long hours to make sure they are taking the right meals and supplements and that they might as well enjoy the life they denied themselves for years. Recently, my sister and I sent my mom and my tita to a 3-day fieldtrip. Yes, we work long hours to pamper them. Here's the pacing of events:

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It's my tita's first plane ride..finally!hahaha

They arrived Saturday morning boarding Philippine Airlines. Since it was  raining that day, their get ups complimented with the weather.  My sister fetched them in the airport and they headed directly to the hotel where they stayed for three days and two nights.

We were blessed to get an early reservation a month before we revealed our surprise for them. Happy to see them in a relax mode, free of worry and just being a certified 'bakasyunista". Since I'm still on duty when they arrived in Manila, I took some time going to the bathroom often to check if how they're doing. I'm so powered up to do my job, all-smile with their smiling faces painted on my mind.

 

Buffet dinner after the spa and Jacuzzi experience.

As part of their itinerary, they went to Wensha Spa Center on their first night. They had their ultimate Jacuzzi experience! My sister was so fond relating to me over the phone that the three of them went all naked,hahaha Can't post pictures, kinda censored,*wink They had body massage thereafter and a buffet dinner. It cost a bit but having them experienced a royal treatment is definitely priceless.

 Every Sunday is Feast day for my sister. Literally because she is attending The Feast at the PICC, it's a weekly gathering of God's people headed by Bo Sanchez. This is a wish granted as what my sister posted in her wall when she updated her facebook status and I quote  "Sundate w/ my fam..¤wish granted! thank u Father God — at The Feast PICC.". I was grimming to my ears while I am browsing my phone in secret. It was such a raging of happy hormones for me! 

After the Sunday celebration at the PICC, they headed to Manila Ocean Park to watch a show. The weather was just fine but still a bit gloomy as what my sister told me. Next destination they visited was at The Mall of Asia. They had lunch at Razon's and  made a stroll around the mall. Told you, I'm updating myself as long as there's a chance to go to the bathroom and make a call. It's like making a live phonepatch!haha My sister texted me that they find the prices very costly and so I was freed from their supposed-to-be shopping spree.*wink exhaled,hahaha 

The rest of the evening, they just stayed at the hotel preparing for their flight back to Bacolod. I called up after my duty. I can't feel I'm tired. I was not feeling tired. I'm just happy as I am listening to their stories and the Jacuzzi experience and everything. It's so magical and therapeutic how the joy of your love ones become your pure joy too. My sister said that they wished I'm around. I wish twice as much as they wanted but I don't really mind. As I said, it's all worth it! 

 

  Now waiting for the flight back home. Three days is very short. It's very short for my sister and I to show our gratitude and love for the people who were the culprits of what we have become. It's never enough to commensurate the years of their hardships and perseverance in trying to build good children, giving good education, and making us feel that although we do not have more, we never felt that we are less. We are in fact abundant and wealthy in every way..because we have them around. 

We love you mom and tita! I never imagined how fun it is parenting your parents!=)

P.S.

Dear God,

For sure, when I'm on my death bed, I will not remember the long working hours..or the money I accumulated and spent..But it will be as clear as the heaven's sky the memory of the times I felt  happy seeing my love ones happy. Irreplaceable. Nonnegotiable. Eternal.

Thank you for the memories!

Love,

Kim