we're actually 3. minus miscarriage.

all throughout my life im longing to have a brother(kuya/little bro). not that im saying i despise my sister but its just that iba parin talaga pag may kapatid kang lalake para kasundo mo sa mga maraming bagay. last night habang kainuman ko yung tito ko, i found out na my mom had a miscarriage 3 years later after i was born. that information really shake my whole system and i couldnt speak for about a minute or so. my mom never told me anything about her miscarriage maybe because its too painfull for my parents to even brought that up to us. but the reality hadnt sink in to me yet. it really bums me out. he couldve been 18 y/o right now if he was alive. even though ive never met him. (my tito said it was a baby boy) theres something longing in me. the thought of actually someone will calli me "kuya" really touched me so much. i get teary eyed knowing i once had a little brother. i know im getting melodramatic but i just cant help it. to my little brother,

"TOL! mahal na mahal ka ng kuya chay mo. nakalungkot nga lang kasi di tayo nagkita. pero dont worry in time magkakasama tayo. at sana pag dating ko, mag iinuman tayo dyan kung nasan ka man! hehe. love you tol!"