So I just got home this morning at around 6PM. My dad welcomed me with a hug, as well as my mom. We cried, because we missed each other dearly. I could see through my father's eyes how much he worried all this time that I wasn't going home. You see, it was never easy. I have to come to school really early, and no matter how early I get up in the morning, I will always end up arriving to school at 8AM due to the traffic from Fairview to Manila.

Anyway, we went to mass this morning. I was sort of forced to go to mass this morning, since I have to compensate the lost family time when I was away. My mom asked me if I could play the organ for the mass. Surprisingly, I agreed. I was playing by ear again, reminiscing my roots when I started loving music. I played for an hour and I was surprised I could still read the notes and recall the songs.

Hmm, I could still see in my dad's eyes how happy he is to see me.

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