Every year I would greet mothers in our church or in my neighborhood to commend of their undying love and sacrifice for their children. I’m happy for them, but I would be happier if I could greet my own mom. Sadly, she’s no longer around here with me. She died at the age of 42 when I was just 15. On this very special day dedicated for her, I recollected myself and tried to think about the good things she had ever done for me as a child.
My mom was a lovely woman. I’ve seen her old pictures when she was still in her younger years and I could tell she stood above the rest. She was tall, fair-skinned, long-haired lady with a heart-shaped face and had a set of lovely eyes. And I believe, her mesmerizing beauty was the reason why she captured my father’s heart.
As far as my memory could recall, she used to tag me along to the parlor. If she wanted a short curly hair, so did I. Though I really hate the smell of the chemical being used for curling, I couldn’t complain much. I was just a kid and she was my mom so I would just obey what she thought was best for me. After the beauty makeover and we were out in the street, people would just stare at us and nod, mother and daughter have the same hairstyle! It was really funny.
One thing I also admire with my mom was her diligence in teaching our lessons in school. She would set a time for me and my siblings to study our homework and do our project. It was her dream actually to become a school teacher so she just practiced her desire for us to learn. As a result, I developed the habit of learning and I owed it to her.
Another amazing thing she did for me was when she taught me a classic Tagalog song entitled ‘Ako ay Pilipino’. I really couldn’t forget that moment. I was about to audition for a singing contest in grade school and she managed to teach me the melody the whole day. I never knew, she could actually sing! Then she was more happy and excited than I was when she learned that I passed the audition.
Certainly, what I like best was her talent in cooking. She was such a good cook that every member of my family would jump on the table as soon as she finished cooking. Oh, how I really missed those times! Wish she was able to share with me even one of her secret recipes but I wasn’t a kitchen person then, I just loved to eat and savor her delicious dishes.
As my memory of her flashed back, I began to appreciate her all the more. Celebrating the Mother's Day in her presence could be more meaningful to me but her untimely death separated us. For sure, I still have a lot of things to write about her but it will be another chapter of the story… I know she wasn’t a perfect mom, she had weaknesses and blunders like any human being. We even had our own share of disagreement and mother-daughter conflict but when I look at her positive side, well I could say she was the BEST MOM in the world!
My mom was a lovely woman. I’ve seen her old pictures when she was still in her younger years and I could tell she stood above the rest. She was tall, fair-skinned, long-haired lady with a heart-shaped face and had a set of lovely eyes. And I believe, her mesmerizing beauty was the reason why she captured my father’s heart.
As far as my memory could recall, she used to tag me along to the parlor. If she wanted a short curly hair, so did I. Though I really hate the smell of the chemical being used for curling, I couldn’t complain much. I was just a kid and she was my mom so I would just obey what she thought was best for me. After the beauty makeover and we were out in the street, people would just stare at us and nod, mother and daughter have the same hairstyle! It was really funny.
One thing I also admire with my mom was her diligence in teaching our lessons in school. She would set a time for me and my siblings to study our homework and do our project. It was her dream actually to become a school teacher so she just practiced her desire for us to learn. As a result, I developed the habit of learning and I owed it to her.
Another amazing thing she did for me was when she taught me a classic Tagalog song entitled ‘Ako ay Pilipino’. I really couldn’t forget that moment. I was about to audition for a singing contest in grade school and she managed to teach me the melody the whole day. I never knew, she could actually sing! Then she was more happy and excited than I was when she learned that I passed the audition.
Certainly, what I like best was her talent in cooking. She was such a good cook that every member of my family would jump on the table as soon as she finished cooking. Oh, how I really missed those times! Wish she was able to share with me even one of her secret recipes but I wasn’t a kitchen person then, I just loved to eat and savor her delicious dishes.
As my memory of her flashed back, I began to appreciate her all the more. Celebrating the Mother's Day in her presence could be more meaningful to me but her untimely death separated us. For sure, I still have a lot of things to write about her but it will be another chapter of the story… I know she wasn’t a perfect mom, she had weaknesses and blunders like any human being. We even had our own share of disagreement and mother-daughter conflict but when I look at her positive side, well I could say she was the BEST MOM in the world!
