My son Gio arrived very late yesterday, only to inform me that he needed fabric paint for his school project.
I immediately took a shower and then left for RFC Dept. Store right after dinner. After 10 days of having only one arm I surprised myself by becoming an expert in doing things using my forehead, teeth, chin, hips, thighs, knees and feet in lieu of my left hand's 5 fingers which are still sore and painful until now.
I was planning a leisurely walk from our house to RFC but when I glanced at my watch, I realized that RFC will close in 15 minutes. I decided to ride the tricycle at the next street but we didn't even reach the gate when it had to stop because of the long queue of vehicles trying to get out of Philamlife Village. Heavy traffic has been a familiar sight ever since our village became part of the "friendship route".
No time to lose. I gave the driver my fare then ran towards Zapote-Alabang Road going to RFC.
Oh no! Some stalls at the ground floor were already closed.
I flew to the 3rd floor and when I got there, the only remaining light was on the cashier area.
In between heavy sighs and breaths, I begged the person closing the door that I only needed pink and violet fabric paint. Staring at my fiberglass covered arm, he took pity on me and searched for the materials I specified. I hurriedly paid for the items, thanked the cashier and left.
On my way back, I dropped by my favorite fruit stand and bought 1kg bananas, 2kg santol and 1kg rambutan. I wanted to walk but had to take the tricycle for my arm started to be uncomfortably painful.
As I recall the events of yesterday, I wouldn't have made it on time but I did.
I made it because I ran.
Thank God I'm a runner!
Hah!
