My mom passed away when I was 7, so I can remember just a few things about her. She was a dressmaker, a health worker, and a housewife. She made me beautiful dresses with ruffles and ribbons in colorful prints. She always brought me to the local health center with her. She made me attend the first kindergarten in our baranggay, too.
Oh, I remember dancing a the Pearly Shells in a certain school event. I had awards like best in Filipino, best in Art, and stuff like that during graduation because of my mom's effort in pushing me to study a lot.
Every afternoon after having lunch, my older brother and I would to take a nap between 1 PM to 3 PM on weekends. After some zzzZZ, we went to the store for some bread as "merienda" or snack.
Unfortunately, my mom passed away before I could finish first grade. It was the loneliest day of my young life, I guess. I was too young and no idea how life was going to be at that time. Now that I am already 27 and later will be giving birth to my first baby, I just hope and pray that my baby would enjoy all the love and care that I missed when I was young.
After 27 years, I realized that I should break my silence. Maybe, somehow, my mom would be reading between these lines, so Mom.. Happy Mother's Day! I love you so much.
Tears.
