Of all the seasons I could have gone back to work I had to pick this one … a sudden downpour outside, the kind that makes you NOT want to get up in the morning. It’s half past 5 am, still enough time to let Kuya Maui snuggle up in bed before waking him for school. Enough time to post an entry, which I may not be able to do after 9am, because I’ll be at the office.
Yes, back to the daily grind it is for me, and already I’m starting to wonder if this is the opportune time, as Maia has uncannily started being upset by my absence since yesterday. I learned about it when I got home in the evening; they were in the living room when she had taken her Ama by the hand and took him to our bedroom door and knocked on it. When her father let her in she looked at the chair in front of the computer table and when she saw I wasn’t there she looked by the clothes closet. When she realized I wasn’t there either, she walked over to the bathroom door and peeked inside only to find no Ina was there too. That’s when she dropped straight down on her knees and cried, which to her father is always a heart-rending sound.