Over lunch, Savion informed me that his Lolo (Grandfather) promised being around for another 15 years, making it to age 85. This made Savion think of aging and death, consequently asking, "Daddy, until when will you be around with us." Sidetracking the question, I mimicked a very old man walking with a cane, speaking as if all my teeth were gone - "Mmmmh, Ay ammmhhh showww owwld my shhon." (translation: "Mmmm, I am so old my son.") Savion laughed hard.
Afterwards, as Savion sat in the rear seat of the vehicle I was driving, he again asked the same question hoping to get a response this time. I went on with my old man mimicry. Savion smiled and laughed again. Then after a few moments, he turned serious. Looking thru the rear view mirror, I saw Savion lean forward and assuredly remark, "Don't worry Daddy, I'll work hard."
As I fought back a tear or two, unable to utter a word, I just thought to myself how my son will be taking care of me during my twilight years. I felt much relief and gratitude.
Afterwards, as Savion sat in the rear seat of the vehicle I was driving, he again asked the same question hoping to get a response this time. I went on with my old man mimicry. Savion smiled and laughed again. Then after a few moments, he turned serious. Looking thru the rear view mirror, I saw Savion lean forward and assuredly remark, "Don't worry Daddy, I'll work hard."
As I fought back a tear or two, unable to utter a word, I just thought to myself how my son will be taking care of me during my twilight years. I felt much relief and gratitude.
Then Savion leaned forward and belatedly asked, "By the way Dad, how much are false teeth anyway?"
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