My Tatay is dying.
There’s no other way to say it. It’s the reality I need to face.
My Tatay is dying… and I’m over 5000 kilometers away (Yes. I googled it).
I was there for him when he was first diagnosed and every major surgery in between. It hurts to be away from him when in this time.
We’re not sure when he’s going. He’s on Palliative care. It may takes days, weeks, months.
Is it even worth it to be here in Australia? It feels like things aren’t going well for us here at all.
No house. No savings. No career progression.
Should we go back home?
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