Bye Kuya... boohoo...

Today, Kuya left for Papua New Guinea. The day I've been dreading for 2 years has arrived. The day that just thinking about it makes me teary eyed. Oh well. It's for the best. He'll be back in about 2 months though - in time for Ate Leslie's last trimester and the much awaited birth of the twins. But still. They'll all go back to Papua to be general physicians in their lay-in clinic.

It just makes me sad that the 3 of us are apart again. Kuya, Joey and I. It's happening again. Kuya leaves us because he's older and has to take the next step in life. The first time it was to study high school and college here in the Philippines. Now he's going back to Papua to raise a family and make a living. After 13 years of it just being us while Mum & Dad were in Papua, magkahiwalay na naman kami. I hated it the first time. I'm hating the second time. Wala ng magbabantay sa amin ni Joey. I never felt homesick and missed Mummy & Daddy because I knew I'd be fine with Kuya around. But don't get me wrong, I need Joey too. Most of the time we act the same age so sometimes he doesn't really play the "kuya" role. Hence, I don't call him Kuya Joey. It's just Joey. There's Kuya and there's Joey. Both of which I would die living without.

But then again, it's all for the better. Or as I like to say, "for the better-er". Hehehe.

My last text to Kuya after we said our goodbyes: "Don't worry kuya. We'll take care of ate & the twins. You have a safe trip & say hi to mum & dad. I said I wasn't gonna cry but i did. Hiwalay na naman tyo 3. :'c "

Kuya's last text to me: "U better u morons. It's only temporary. Good times ahead."

He promised. And I believe him. Boohoo. Miss na kita Kuya. And Mummy & Daddy too. Can't wait for the day that we pick you and mum up at the airport 2 months from now. Hurry uf. Ang dramacious! Tama na nga.