I looked for a friendly stewardess to help me locate my seat the moment I entered the ramp.
I'm glad Philippines Airlines have wonderful attendants. She even helped me put my hand carried bag at the top for storage. I just held on my iPhone and my AirPods and settled on my seat.
I were busy looking at my phone's gallery of pictures where my family pictures were stored. Unconsciously, my tears fell like a stream and my co-passenger handed me a tissue, asking me at the same time if I am okay. I didn't even notice that the seat next to me was occupied.
I am engrossed with so much emotions with my loss. Afraid I am looking like a total mess, I just accepted the tissue without looking at the person and said 'thank you'. I just held my phone tighter and closed my eyes some more. I am glad I chose to wear a hoody at this time. I just let me be engulfed with my clothing.
My flight is not a connecting flight so I had to stretch my limbs for circulation,
that I decided to go to the lavatory. Almost half of my 14-hour flight, and it felt like forever!
On my way back to my seat, I am still on the aisle, my phone's notification pinged!
To my surprise. An airdropped message.
'Hey beautiful, you needed a curved line on your lips to make my day! Although you already have.'
I stopped midway and glanced who the person might be. But a lot is on their phones so I just proceeded back to my seat.
On ordinary days, I might have smiled so much by this pleasant surprise or I have responded to it right after. But I am just so emotionally drained and I don't have in me any amount of energy to be happy.
How could I? I just lost my entire family!
I watched a movie and then another but I can't help but to pause and cry in the middle of my watch at some points..
This pain is just creeping to the depths of my being that I don't know whether I could still live a normal life after!
This is taking out my sanity every passing day.