We’ve always shared a bipolar relationship.
Alamoyan. Hahaha. We fight and argue and then we patch things up like nothing
ever happened. I think it’s just the same with other mother-daughter
relationships. But believe me when I say that I cherish all those moments—both
good and not so good—because it proves testament to our growing love for each
other. Naks. You know I won’t be able to tell these things to you straight so
I’m using the advent of technology to express myself.
You never ran out of words of wisdom—most of
the time coupled with sarcasm. I guess I got that from you. Hahaha. Sayo
nanggaling yung mga salitang “been there, done that, tigilan mo na yan.” You
would also be the first person to scold me whenever I go late on my
appointments—you say it is bad because it’s a sign of being uncommitted to the
agreements you had with the person you’re meeting with. And then there comes your
contradictions. One day you’ll encourage me to eat a lot because I’m getting
skinny and then the next day you’ll tell me to stop shoving food down my tummy
because my belly’s full of fat. When I stay quiet because we got into a fight,
you’ll ask me what’s wrong. And when I tell you what’s wrong, you’ll say “Aba,
sumasagot ka na ngayon?!” Whut. Oh but then those lucid intervals are what
spices up our love-hate relationship. Hahahaha.
The best things I learned from you are those
usual things mothers tell their children. Save your baon because you’ll never
know when you’ll need that emergency money. Eat your vegetables. Eat your lunch
even if the ginisang ampalaya tastes like whatever, it would still be good for
you. Other kids starve so don’t waste your food. Don’t go to sleep angry, it’ll
give you nightmares. Say po and opo and always pay your respects to your
elders—they’re your extended parents. Listen when others are speaking. Speak only
when asked. Talk politely. Don’t talk when adults are talking. Don’t talk to
strangers. Pray before you eat. Pray before you go to sleep. Pray when you have
problems bothering you. Pray when you receive blessings and say thank you. Pray
when you’ve got no one to talk to. The One above never ceases to listen. Always
When we grew up, those reminders have been
etched on our hearts and minds. Then, during meal times, she would add more to
our buckets of wisdom. Smile, it wouldn’t hurt to do so. Treasure those people
you meet and keep them as friends. Make more friends. Keep a tightly knit group
of people whom you’ll cherish for a lifetime. You can get angry at those people
who step on you and your dignity, and then forgive them, just because it’s the right
thing to do. Plus it shows how mature you are because you do not stoop down
their levels. Have fun. Enjoy eating. Exchange funny stories and jokes. Savor
little stuff like eating meals with the family or with friends. Laugh. Take
several things lightly. Then be serious on adult stuffs. Always be on time even
if others will be late. Never fail to listen to both sides. Think before you
talk. Think then think again. Don’t be childish but keep that childlike wonder.
Every day, she’ll have more. Sometimes she’ll be on repeat but then again
she’ll tell us it’s good to repeat things—it makes you remember.
That car accident changed our whole life as a
family. We became closer but then again, that’s when questions started propping
up. Why did that happen to us, to you? Why when the whole family chose to
dedicate our lives to fulfilling God’s ministry? I’ve always been puzzled. And
then you tell me, it’s something we have to be thankful for. Despite the
amputation and the trauma, we still thank God because your lives were spared.
You were given another chance to live and see us where we are right now. You
said it served as a test on our faith—it strengthened the foundations instead
of crumbling them to pieces.
I know mej late na to for Mother’s Day, but I
still deem it necessary to express my appreciation through this letter. Alam ko
nagtatampo ka kase madalas ako wala sa bahay, dumadrama ka pa na nakakalimutan
ka na namin. Hindi kaya. It’s part of growing up lang siguro. Hahaha. I’ve
always been thankful to the One Above for having a mother like you—strong-willed
and caring. Thank you for cooking the best lunches and dinners—sa masarap na
kaldereta at malinamnam na banana cupcakes. Salamat sa paglalaba at
pagpaplantsa. Salamat sa pangungulit pag matagal kame sa kubeta. Salamat sa
pagtuturo ng abakada at one-two-three. Salamat kase di ka nagsawang basahan
kame ng Bible stories tuwing gabi pati sa walang patid mong pag-akay samin sa
simbahan at sa Sunday School. Salamat kasi tinuruan mo kaming mag-commute pauwi
mula school—salamat kase at least di kame naliligaw ng bongga sa Maynila. Salamat
sa mga ngiti at tawa kahit pagod ka na. Salamat for being simply there when we
need someone to talk to, to hug and to just stare at. Hahaha. Joke lang yung
Salamat sa mga palo at mejo masasakit na
salita. Natuto kaming matakot at magkaroon ng respeto sa nakatatanda. Salamat
sa pagsasabi na hindi ka “jumejebs ng pera.” Natuto kaming magtipid at
makuntento sa kung anong ibigay samin. Salamat sa mga jokes mong madalas korni.
Natuto kaming tumawa kahit sa maliliit na bagay. Salamat sa pagsama samin sa
ukayan, Divi at palengke. Na-appreciate naming kahit “poorita tayo, may taste
naman tayo (Ong and Perreras, 2012).” Salamat sa pagdadala samin sa malls at sa
mga mejo pricey restos. Hindi kami masyadong ignot sa pangmayamang bagay at
natuto kaming makibagay ng natural. Char. Hahaha. Salamat kasi sa lahat ng yan,
na-appreciate at naipamuhay namin yung mga katagang “enough is enough” at “there
is a time and season for everything.” Salamat sa pagiging cool na nanay. We “could
not ask for more (McCain, 2000).”
I’m looking forward sa mas madami pa nating
kwentuhan at asaran sa harap ng hapagkainan. Dun sa mga baking sessions natin
nila Papa. Pati na sa series marathons natin. Marami man tayong di magawa kase
nalilimitahan ka ng iyong mga paa, di naman naikahon yung mga pangarap natin
para sa nalalapit na hinaharap. Marami pa tayong gustong ma-achib kaya hold on
tight, Ma… malapit na. Hehehehe. Labya! Hahahaha.
Wag kang mag-alala. Pagtanda niyo ni Papa, sine at food trip ang gagawin nyo.
Di namin hahayaang mapunta kayo sa mga geriatric centers. Mahirap na, baka mas
madali kayong makalimot. Mabuti ng tumanda kayong makulit at pa-cute kesa
mabilis mag-ulyanin at emo. Hehehe.
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