Father's Day tomorrow

Dear Mama,

    It's Saturday night, only Edgar and I are at home. Ralph attended another quiz night event, and Angel is out with her co-workers. She is better now, Mama. She has completed her antibiotics. Hopefully she won't get sick again. They are still on graveyard shift.

    I got my lab results this morning, Mama. It's time again for my quarterly check up with my doctor. I will go to the doctor on Monday. I'm thankful my lab test results are okay, Mama. At least I think they're okay because they are all still within the safe range, Mama. Unless my doctor sees something that I don't know. I wish there'll be less medicines to take. I'm tired of these medications and check up, Mama.

    Tomorrow is Father's Day again, Mama. After Christmas, it's my least favorite occasion because it reminds me of how big a failure I am as a father. I'm sorry, Mama.

    Anyway, that's all for now. I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                    Daddy

Angel did not work tonight

Dear Mama,

    Angel did not work tonight. She's sleeping right now. We already had our dinner, Mama. Edgar just arrived home. He had dinner outside. Probably it's related to his financial advisor hustle. Ralph is also sleeping. I will wake him up at 9 p.m., Mama so, he can get ready for work.

    Angel is still sick, Mama. That's why she did not work. It's better that she rest for now, instead of having an on-and-off fever. She'll take her antibiotic later at 10 p.m. Please make her well, Mama. She wanted to work, but her body needs to rest. I hope it won't affect her status in his company. She really wanted that job, Mama.

    That's all for now, Mama. Please hold my hands. I need you, Mama.

    I miss you.

    I love you.

                                                                                                    Daddy

Sunday update

Dear Mama,

    It's another Sunday night, we just had our dinner. We did not go out today, Mama. We were supposed to, but Angel wasn't feeling well, so we just stayed at home. She's taking antibiotics again, Mama. Looks like her tonsils are again swelling which was causing her pain and fever. The antibiotics was prescribed by the doctor in their office, Mama. She was advised to see an EENT, which she did yesterday but the doctor was not around. She'll go back to the EENT next week, Mama.

    We don't have work tomorrow, Mama. It's a local holiday in Pampanga because it's the anniversary of the Pinatubo eruption. Edgar will work, though. They'll be operating in skeletal force and he's one of those who were picked to work. Ralph and Angel will also work tomorrow, Mama because their companies are following U.S. holidays.

    Nothing much is happening, Mama. It's June and it's time again for my quarterly check up with my doctor. It's getting tiresome, Mama. I am supposed to get my blood extraction again for the FBS and other laboratory tests that I need to bring to the doctor. I'm getting tired of this routine.

    Anyway, that's all for now, Mama. I wish to see you soon. I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                            Daddy

Update on Angel

Dear Mama,

    It's 9 p.m., Wednesday and Ralph is getting ready to go to work. Angel left earlier before 7 p.m., Mama. She's still not feeling well, but she's working because she can't afford to be absent since she's still a probationary and they are having their training, Mama. But she said she's feeling better when she left. Hopefully she'll really get well, Mama.

    I'll be waiting for Ralph to leave for work before I rest, because I need to lock the house. But I am already sleepy, Mama. He'll be leaving around 10 p.m. So, I still have to wait for about an hour.

    I really don't know what to say here. I just want to update you on Angel, Mama. Edgar is already in his room and resting. I guess, I should end my letter for now before I start whining again.

    I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                        Daddy

Angel's first night shift

 Dear Mama,

I am already in the office now. Angel came home before Edgar and I left work today, Mama. She came from her first night shift duty. She wasn't feeling well, Mama. She was complaining about her throat and she has slight fever. Although, she said yesterday she was not feeling well during day but she said she was okay to work. She said she'll work again tonight, Mama.

I'm worried. Please make her well, Mama.

I'm sorry, I'm asking you again.

                                        Daddy

Sunday night

Dear Mama,

    It's Sunday night, and we just had our dinner. Edgar cooked spaghetti for our dinner tonight, Mama. He also prepared salad to pair with the spaghetti. Both were delicious, Mama. He is really getting good in the kitchen.

    It's back to work tomorrow again, and it's also the first day of school, Mama. I'm sure there'll be heavy traffic tomorrow. It's also Angel's first day on the graveyard shift, Mama. Although she'll be leaving earlier than Ralph. Her shift starts at 8 p.m. while Ralph's starts at 10 p.m.

    I'm worried about my job security, Mama. I am not yet ready to retire. I don't have any savings, and I don't want to be a burden to our children. But I'm worried about our company. Our boss has been focusing too much on AI lately. I'm praying it won't jeopardize our job.

    Anyway, that will be all for now, Mama. I might sleep early tonight. I hope I can see you in my dream.

    I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                    Daddy

It's Friday night again

Dear Mama,

    It's past 6 p.m. and Ralph just left. He left early today, Mama. His shift won't start until 10 p.m. He must be meeting some of his friends again. It's just Edgar and I at the house now. Angel won't be out until 7 p.m. and I'm not sure if she'll go home straight tonight. It's their last day of day shift, Mama.

    It's Friday night again, and they will have singers at the grill house beside us, Mama. I hope that just like in previous weekends, they are not loud. I'm glad they did something to minimize the noise, Mama. Although I still hear them, and I have to control my anxiety because they are not as loud as the previous owners.

    I've been having an on-and-off fever, Mama. I'm not even sure if I'm really sick or it's just psychological because of this anxiety I've been having every time I am at home.

    I'm sorry, Mama. I wish you were here.

                                                                                                    Daddy

On sick leave today

Dear Mama,

    I did not go to work today, I took a sick leave today, Mama. I was actually feeling better earlier, but now I don't know. My back hurts, I feel weak, and I feel anxious, Mama.

    I am taking paracetamol. I guess the effect of the one I took earlier is already fading, Mama. If that's even the term for it. You know what I mean.

    I want to sleep, but I can't. I'm waiting for the garbage truck, Mama. Although I am not sure if they will come today. It's more than 2 weeks that our garbage have not been collected. Ralph and Angel must have been sleeping when they came previously. The garbage truck do not even knock on the houses, they just pass through. You'll be able to give your garbage only when you actually caught them coming. Otherwise, they will just pass quickly.

     Anyway, that will be all for now, Mama. I'll try to shut my eyes for a while.

    I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                    Daddy