"I woke up rushing, as I remember It's the first day in Class of my only son, Michael. I quickly made his request sandwich for his breakfast and for him to bring.
With just a single call of his name, he excitedly got off of his bed and got ready for school. After a few minutes, the bus' horn was already blowing, sign for him to go in. Before I even knock to his room, he stepped out with a huge smile on his face ready to leave the house to start a new journey. As I look at him, I remember how he was so excited, from buying his uniform and his school supplies, up to this moment.
I gave him his food and lead him to our house's door. Before bidding me goodbye, he cupped my face and started putting little kisses on my cheeks. Then, he finally gave me his last wave before entering the bus."
No one knows what to say, only the breathing and the cry of every person I can hear in this room. "And that's the last joyful memory I got with my son" My heart is like tearing into pieces as I utter those words. I stepped out of the podium, with tears streaming down my face.
The flashback made my knees to tremble, my heart to break, and made my eyes to fill with tears. That scene is still fresh in my mind as if only a few seconds just passed..
I can't take that it will be the last time I'll saw him happy and there's no way I can to change it.
'If only I knew that that will happen, I won't let him ride on that bus or even let him get out of that door.'I cried to myself.
