Sunday, 3 weeks since our mom went to Davao to visit our sick granny, and i was awaken by the loud nag of my youngest sister to our 4-year old nephew.. They were wrestling all the while and i was totally disturbed (whenever our mom left us, i usually sleep with those 2 kids).. It was 10 am when i got up of bed (actually, it's almost an hour between i i opened my sweet little eyes and stood up of the heavenly bed hehehe...) what took me another 5 minutes before going out of the room was my old model cellphone and a new weird slide-up hi-tech low class dual-phone because all night long they were hiding under my soft huggable pillow (take note: PILLOW, im only using 1 pillow when i sleep).. when i saw the kids, as they wrestle, they seem to have no problems at all, i just smiled at them when they greeted me with a smiling glance that u could identify their joy from those facial expressions.. i took the pan and prepared hotdogs for breakfast, my sister went out and bought halo-halo.. i prepared the food on our living room in front of the television while we watch a sunday-magazine show.. they tackled issues about motherhood, etc. etc.. so my little sister tried to contact our mom and while we were eating, we had a conversation with her, our nephew even talked to our mom (his lola) and they were laughing and giggling as if they were with each other physically.. (i can see how these two kids misses my mom, my sister even had teary eyes and shakey voice when she talks to her)... when the call ends, we were embraced with total silence and what you'll only hear is the sound of the television at its lowest volume...
we finished eating after an hour and a party-television show began with a tribute to Manny Pacquiao (oh, he seems to be my idol.. i can earn from his winnings.. LOL) and so the program goes on with variety shows.. dancing, singing, talks, talks, and unending thank yous.. until a segment about celebrating MOTHER'S DAY showed-up.. four artists were singing songs about something that will remind you of your dearest mom.. as the lyrics of the songs were shown on the television while the artists sings it, it was the very first time when i internalized every lines and every words.. my eyes were heavy with pounds and pounds of tears and my heart was shaking that it needs a warm hug from my lovely sweet momma.. (oh how i miss her...) when she called again, she eased the pain of our longings for her.. she extended her message through sms after the call "mga anak ko, i love u" (my kids, i love u) it was my first to receive that kind of message from her.. that's why i wasn't able to control when those waters from my eyes ran down..
she had molded to us to become what we are now, she's a widow for 14 years and we are proud that she didn't even tried to look for another partner instead she accepted the role of becoming our father and our mother.. she have given us all the favors we need and all the things we wanted.. we were never deprived from total happiness and she's our light from the darkest place... she's the reason why i choose to live as she always says we are the reason's why she want to live longer on earth..
Our MoMMa seldom says "I love u" to us.. but we know how much she cares for us.. no measurement system needed, not even the biggest scale on earth can measure that love and care..
for my MOMMA, I LOVE YOU! HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY (and to our dadda, actually it's his birthday today.. hehehe.. wherever you are! happy birthday.. we love u...)
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