Dear Mama,
It's getting hot lately because it's already summer. And you know how hot summer can be in our country, Mama. But it's not only the weather that's getting hot, Mama. It seems my temper has been quick to rise up easily lately. I immediately get angry and snaps at a flick of a finger.
I don't know if it's me, the weather, or something else. Lately, I have been encountering situations that easily irritates me, and sometimes I cannot control myself. I know I should not let outside forces influence my inner peace or something. I thought I was about to master that, but lately I'm failing, Mama.
Is it my age? Or am I just simply tired of everything?
This Wednesday I'll be having my prostate ultrasound. I don't know what to think. I'm afraid that I almost don't want to go through it. I don't know why my doctor recommended it.
It will also be Edgar's birthday, Mama. Our EA will be turning 28. I'm really old, Mama. But I still have not raised anything tangible that I can leave to our children. I have failed, Mama. I hope they will do better once I'm gone.
I'm tired, Mama. I miss you.
I love you, Mama. I wish I can be with you soon.
Daddy
