So my pinning ceremony was done. Im happy that finally im
closer to that diploma I’ve been trying to get for 7 years. Im happy but a lot
is missing. Last semester, for the October graduates, I was tasked to be one of
the emcees of the pinning ceremony. Watching the practicumers go up the stage
with their parents made me smile and so happy because I know a couple of months
from that, I will be the one up there. Now my time has come and all I want to
do is cry.
I held back my tears during the whole mass and ceremony. I
don’t want anyone to see me cry. I don’t want to look like a stupid emotional
fool infront of them. But im in my room and now im free. I am happy but I can’t
help and be sad. The excitement I had a few months ago just vanished. I was for
my Papa more than for myself. Finally,
he can see me wear my practicum uniform, go up the stage and pin my nameplate.
But this morning, all I had was his hanky. The moment Papa passed away, my
pinning ceremony and graduation was some of the things that came into my mind.
Neither my Mama nor Papa would be there. But I still have my siblings and that
made me smile. Then my sister can’t make it. So it’s just my brother and
sister-in-law. And im thankful they were there. It’s just not easy to watch the
rest of the 103 practicumers go up on stage with their parents and smile to
whoever’s taking their picture. It’s hard to watch them hug their parents and see
their parents smile back at them. I seriously just want to run to the bathroom
and bawl and ask God, WHY?
I graduated in preschool with just Mama and ate with me.
From elementary, just Mama. From high school, just Ate. And now, just Kuya.
WHY? Papa was never in the picture. And all I wanted was for him to be here
with me at this moment but I guess I’m too late.
For some it would be just an ordinary day but for me it’s
something big. I have failed twice but believe me or not, I WAS TRYING. But
someone told me before that no matter how hard you try, if it’s not meant for
you, you will never get it. And that God has a reason for everything. I
accepted my failure though at times it hurts me because no matter what
achievement I get, it haunts me.
I know they’re both watching from above but it would’ve been
great if they were there at the Center. It would’ve been great to see them
stood up when the priest asked all the parents to stand up. It would’ve been
great to walk between them and go up the stage, have my nameplate pinned by
either one of them and smile to whoever’s taking our picture. It would’ve been
great to stand beside them, introduce my friends and tell my teachers, they’re
my parents! I guess, I’ll just need to pray hard and ask God to have a repeat
performance in dcity but this time, with mama and papa.
This is just one of a million moments I wished im sharing
with them. But I have to settle to them just watching from heaven.
It's just a picture... But for me, it's more than JUST the click of the camera and posting of helluva number of pictures on facebook.