There’s something not right about this month... I’m basically living on the four corner of this ship for 3 months now but it doesn’t mean we’re not part of the real world anymore. In fact, we are the links that complete the chain of life for the people who love us... who depend on us.
The first of bad news that hit us was for our motorman on board... his brother past away. He’s devastated, of course, who wouldn’t be. Same day that the motorman received the devastating news about his brother, my wife informed me that my eldest daughter was rushed to the hospital due to bleeding from her nose and mouth. After spending days in the hospital, they’re back home now, with them are the medicines and more prescription for tuberculosis... poor girl.
The bad news doesn’t stop there though, just the other day, our ex-motorman, the one relieved by our present motorman here at the moment, emailed our 2nd officer sharing the news that his father past away... then our Captain received a news from his brother that their father was also admitted in the hospital... and just yesterday, one of our ab’s mother was also rushed to the hospital... it really pours when it rain.
I guess what I am saying is that, we might be living our lives here on board miles away from our families and friends, we are closest to them more than ever, especially on hard times. I know that our physical presence would be very much appreciated, but sometimes not being there, and sending help instead is a choice that we have to do. Our world here is the extension of the life of the people we left home. We feel for each other here, we share our good times, so as the bad... we’re family. That’s why I always say that joining on board is like living home... for another home.
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