7:30pm- went to the airport to fetch my hubby from manila, after an hour hubby arrived
9:00pm-enjoying dinner with family with my bro from Cagayan and his 2 daughters, with my bro from negros with his wife and 2 sons, my hubby and mom-in-law.
9:30pm- exchanged gifts
10:00 pm- skype chat with my bro in Japan and his family
All of us were so happy with our respective gifts and the chance to be together in this Christmas Eve as we rarely do this. My 6 brothers and I are living miles away from each other and I feel delighted that at least two of them with their family were able to celebrate Christmas with me & one was on live chat.
The laughing, eating noche buena and sharing of stories continued until I heard one of my bro’s sardonic voice saying. “Hahahahaha, I won’t appreciate Ging’s achievements…she’s childless !”. I heard this so loud, so offensive, so excruciating not to my ear but to my heart. The rests of my family pretended to be unaware of what he just said or never cared because he was drunk. But I give a damn care! He just stabbed the wound in me which was already healing. Although there was just hasty silence after he uttered that statement because my other bro quickly changed the topic, my wound of the infertility battle which has supposedly put to rest started to bleed again.
Without a word, I climbed upstairs and locked myself in the bedroom. No sobbing sound heard but tears keep rolling down my face…even while I'm making this blog.
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