I'd like to think that there's a good reason why dad passed away and left us when I was still so young. I saw you crying, saw you in the darkest time of your life. I know you didn't know what to do anymore. I knew you were on the verge of falling apart and I am grateful that you never did.
I knew you were on the verge of falling apart and I am grateful that you never did.
The karaoke nights, the lunchbox full of food, the car rides, and the trips to the mall to buy that school bag I always wanted. Then there's always me who never wanted to be away from you. It's so hilarious how I would literally follow you everywhere, how I always tried to stop you from leaving the house. I wanted to feel that you would always be by my side because a part of me was scared that you would not come home; I am grateful that you never did.
I wanted to feel that you would always be by my side because a part of me was scared that you would not come home; I am grateful that you never did.
There are days when I would behave so badly and you would try to discipline me, but words weren't enough. So you spanked me with a hanger, with a broom, or worst with a belt. But that's okay I know other Filipino moms did that, too. You could've been worse and never cared for me, so I am grateful that you always did.
After dad was gone, all we had was our sari-sari store. From then on, you had to do it all alone and I though that it could've been better. I loved those moments when you would always support me in every competition that I joined, when you always took me to the Barbie store because you knew how much I loved it, when we ate at my favorite restaurant, when you did my hair every morning before going to school, and when you tucked me in at night. With you by my side, mom, everything will always be okay.
Looking back, your five-year-old girl is now grown up. No matter how many times I say that I'm old enough, you would always argue with me on how I still can't survive on my own and do my own thing. I know you're just scared to let go of your little girl. Don't worry, mom, you raised me well and every day I am thankful for you.
Fifteen years passed but there was never a day I didn't tell you where I went, what I did, or who I was with. We were always there to listen to each other's stories, and being each other's best friend. I'm very lucky for that.
We never understood why things happened the way they did. This life was not anything we planned, but we both know this is what's meant to be. You made your dreams come true. You made a living and made a home all by yourself, and you now have a husband who loves you more than anything and I'm so happy to see that.
We never understood why things happened the way they did. This life was not anything we planned, but we both know this is what's meant to be.
You knew this day would come when I would stop crawling and know how to run, but I want you to know that as I grow up, no matter how far you'll be away from me, I will always run to you. Wherever you are is a home I'd always come back to.