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Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Before Sleep

Wow, it's been a very long time since I posted something here. But, here I am again.

So, what's been going on in my life? Well, life. So many things have happened. Good, bad, amazing, frustrating, exciting, boring things. Basically everything. And I just haven't had the time and energy to write them down and post them in my blog. Until today.

This afternoon, when I was at work and reading something, I got this urge to express the things that have been going on in my head. And since I'm not an expressive nor a talkative person, what better way to do it than writing. And then I remember I still have this blog hanging around somewhere on the internet. But, I do need a quiet place to do it. So I waited until I got home. And again, here I am.

So, I have a question for those who read this. What do you usually do before you go to sleep? Most of you would probably answer reading a book, watching TV or movies, listening to music, browsing the internet, playing with your phone or other gadgets. Well, don't get me wrong, I do those things too. I love the internet, I love music, I love reading, I love playing games, which mostly I do before sleep or in my past time. But there's another activity that I've been doing before sleep that started almost two years ago. Watching my mom sleep.

Wait, what? Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I sleep in the same room, in the same bed with mom. It all started almost two years ago, when she had a stroke.

You see, I used to sleep upstairs, in my own room. After she got home from the hospital, I still slept there for a period of time. Then, one time she got really sick, and got me so worried. So, I thought, I should be close to her while she sleep in case something happen (hopefully nothing bad will happen). From then on I stay close to her just to accompany her.


The watching her sleep habit began right after that. I guess if I want to analyze it, it is caused by me being paranoid of her health. You see, I'm an only child. I still have both of my parents. But my dad doesn't live with us anymore due to his health problem. But we still visit him twice a month or so. That left my mom and me at home.

For those who have siblings, let me tell you how lucky you are. Because even though you don't have your parents anymore, you will still have each other. Not me though. Being an only child, with no husband or kids yet, if something happen to them (God forbids), I'll be left alone.

My parents are my world. I'd do anything to make them happy. They're my rocks,  my strength, my guidance. To be honest, I don't know what I would do without them in my life. I would probably go insane.

So, here I am sitting on the bed, writing this. Occasionally glancing to my left, where my mom sleeps. Watching her, checking her.... breathing...