In my family, Christmas was always a choice between spending it in the province or in the city, which ultimately depends on whether my parents are at home for the season.
Honestly, I don’t know what to feel about Mom and Dad coming home this year. Seeing us complete for the first time in a while, with all those gifts and pasalubong should get me excited—and it did, however only for a fleeting moment. Since they got home, all Mom talked about was the future.
And the future makes me nervous.
She asked me if I followed her advice of putting Business Administration as my first choice in the college application form, then frowned upon hearing that I still pushed through with Creative Writing as the second one.
