Dear Mama
The wind is really blowing strong tonight as I am typing this letter. It is raining, although it is not really that strong but it sounds like it is because of the strong winds. There is a typhoon, Mama. This morning we're under storm signal no. 2, but with this wind, we might already be at no. 3 now.
Edgar, in Masbate, said they are under signal no. 3 and the wind is strong there too. And it might be stronger than what we have here because they are near the sea. Please help and protect him there, Mama. I am worried about him, he hasn't replied to me yet.
Ralph, of course is still in Pasig. Today is his last day at his job, and he still doesn't know yet when he'll be starting in his new job. Nothing is concrete yet, they have not given him his contract yet. What's worse is he won't be receiving salary today because it is. Included in his last pay. They wont release it until at least 30 days after his clearance is complete. And a lot of managers hasn't cleared him yet. A lot of people really like be chased up and feel important. Hope he'll make it through his next paycheck, whenever that may be. I still advise him not to go home yet because nothing is still clear. He might only be held in quarantine if he goes home.
Angel and I are doing fine here, Mama. I mean, at least we're surviving.. Tomorrow is the start of the GCQ. I am concerned, Mama. I still don't feel safe. I am worried. I hope things will get better soon, for me and the kids, for the City, for the country, and for the whole world.
I'm tired, Mama. I want to rest. I wish to be with you soon.
I miss you, Mama.
I love you.
Daddy
