Counting down and holding some hope...

Dear Mama,

I was wrong in my previous letter. I said Edgar will turn 16 on the 29th. I just remembered, he's already 16 now and he'll be turning 17 on the 29th. I guess I just have too much in my mind that I was losing count of the kids' ages. Anyway, I'm counting down my days in the hospital. Little by little, I'm trying to withdraw from my responsibilities and to the people there, except her.

She's talking to me again, Mama. Unfortunately, she's still in pain and from the looks of it, I still do not have a chance. I don't know why I'm even hoping that somehow she would fall for me. I really wish you can help me on this, Mama.

The kids will be having their final examinations this week. Edgar and Angel are already paid, while Ralph is still unpaid. To think he is already graduating. I am still waiting for some friends who promised to help me. I just cannot ask them because they might get offended and get mad at me.

I don't think I will be writing some sense here, so I will stop now Mama. Take care of yourself, Mama. I really miss you.

I love you.


Daddy