MY BROKEN HEARTED WRITING CONTEST

The night i went to the King Abdullah International Airport with my son during his way back home.

Happy Day of LOVE.,Happy VALENTINES DAY STEEMIANS
I told myself not to talked anybody about how broken hearted I was...I promised to keep it is better deep inside but I challenge myself to have my entry even if I will not win but the lesson I wanted to share.

I give him my handmade valentines card before he go.

Back on the year 1998,I was devastated when I left my only son.If going abroad is an ambition to others,in my side it was never be my ambition.It hurted me so much.What I wanted is to stay with my family for better and worst but because of so many trials that we encountered I must accept the challenge.There was no options to click to have a other way to face it.It was a feeling that I could not explained.I never thought that while I was away from home,my husband died when my son was only 14yrs old.It was so painful that we never been reunited again.I thank the Lord God for His faithfulness and His love endures forever.

After a long journey of my life,it was long ago I dreamed that my son will be here with me.I made a way to make it possible with my own expenses.I save money for that plan.
Until my dream comes true,He came here last year and I was so happy for him.Many occasions in our life that we never been together since I was away from home and the happiest moment was when he came to.me here in K.S.A for pasture greaner to his own family but we were both broken hearted as the nation is changing their policies and labor laws.So he must go home before his residency will expire.
How it broke my heart.I dreamed it long time ago,it existed he arrived here but for a while he was gone in my sight again.We were separated again.

All of those sacrifices and effort were all in vain, that made my heart crying.And the most painful part to our relation was when I talked to him to wait after Valentines day and he could go but he refused.HOW MANY VALENTINES DAY WE NEVER BEEN TOGETHER AND IT WAS HERE A CHANCE,JUST A MATTER OF WEEK THEN I WILL LET HIM GO.He resisted my idea and prefered to have his flight way back home so he could celebrate Valentines Day with his own family.He told me ("Mama,sanay na tayo na malayo sa isat isa,hwag ka iiyak,kaya natin ito at ang hindi ko makaya ay yong mga anak ko masyado pang maliit para mararamdaman nila ang wala ako sa tabi nila.Ayoko mararamdaman ng mga anak ko ang nararamdaman ko noong ikaw ay kailangan ko noong wala ka sa tabi ko lalo na noong namatay na si papa)..."MAMA.WE ALREADY ADJUSTED OUR WAY OF LIFE BEING AWAY FROM EACH OTHER,DONT CRY,WE CAN MAKE IT THROUGH,WHAT BOTHER ME MOST IS WHAT THE FEELINGS OF MY LITTLE CHILDREN WHEN I AM AWAY FROM THEM BECAUSE I DONT WANNA LET THEM FEEL WHAT I FELT WHEN YOU WERE AWAY FROM ME MOST ESPECIALLY WHEN MY FATHER WAS DIED." my son said it to me."(wasak na wasak ang puso ko) My heart was really broken into a small pieces.."when my son told me his reason .

Yes I admited myself,I salute to my son for giving weigh his wife and two daughters despite to my selfish longing.

Frustration is the basic reason why we are broken hearted,It is not just a matter related between two lovers sweetlover that has been broken but it is also happened to a dispute between family and friends relationship.We have differences in life but it is God who mend a "Broken Hearted" person.
Yet.,I was broken hearted because he left me and it will take a long time that i could see him my son again.

I pretend to be happy

Otherwise,I am also broken hearted with happiness and joy because of my son overflowing love to his own family.Teardrops not only I shed but I cried a river since through my son's decission I applauded him and made me realized so many instances in my life that I never been able to fight for him so that we could be together and supposed to be I could be in his side when he wass sick and happy with his family.Teardrops was falling vanished away the broken pieces that I had in my life.I am really broken hows my life like this? but I know God will be here for me.Every second of a minute,every minute of an hour and hour of the day,i am starting counting down to mend the broken heart of my son.Dont worry I will be back home.
My son is so respectful to me but because of his love to his family he fought for it and he deserved my blessings.I was crying when I went back home to my employers house and having a severe headache yesterday but I must be strong to sacrifice my own love because somebody owned the love of my son.
I AM BROKEN HEARTED SINCE I NEVER SEEN MY TWO LOVELY GRANDAUGHTERS.

Their picture taken duing the time he arrived this morning at home.