I found this video today which I shot back in 2013 and this is a glimpse of the love I have to leave behind and why a little piece of my heart is left behind on each visit to the PI. Here you will see my dad, the comedian and my fire-driven mom who just passed away on December 30, 2015. I love capturing their banters on film and I know dad hasn't seen this or forgot about this - so if you guys are anywhere near my pop, please share this vlog with him.
I will miss seeing the silhouette of my mom at the screen door as she patiently waits for me to come home from the airport upon my first arrival in PI. I will miss also each time she bids me goodbye and tells me no crying to which I uncontrollably sob as I hug her tight and how she reminds me that one year flies by. I will miss seeing her silhouette at the screen door as she waves goodbye to me and I know that once she can no longer see our car, she silently closes the door to weep.
I truly believed that mom and many of our loved ones silently weep when we leave to return to our respective workplaces/temporary homes. I also believe that I am not the only one who bears the guilt of leaving each time, but that the guilt is exonerated only through the fact we chose and sacrificed to be where we are for the sake of not only better opportunities for ourselves but also for the greater good of our families. We, when I say we - I am speaking for my people who leave behind loved ones in other countries in order to work and take care of the family, we do our best and our best shows each time when we come home. Our best shows when we see the smiles of our loved ones faces, in the blessings and abundance of food and shelter. That our elders are well-cared for and have their medical needs fulfilled.
Seeing this video was bittersweet for me. I hope you enjoy this vlog. Till next time I bid you all love, light and compassion.