Today is Mother’s day. I woke up with greetings from family and friends. When I checked my FB News feed, I couldn’t help but smile. I saw the pictures of my friends’ awesome mothers.
I grew up with my mom. My father wasn’t always around and when I was 16, he left us completely. When I was young, I used to pity myself coz i didn’t have a father. When I saw my friends with their fathers, there was this pain in my chest that I could only explain as longing. I was young and I didn’t know any better. It took me a long time to realize that I need not look for someone who didn’t want to be part of my life. It took me a long time to realize that I was already complete. My mom, despite her imperfections, loved me perfectly and made me complete. We fought. We still fight. But at the end of the day, I am grateful that I have her as my mom.
Mom, you are not showy but I know that you love me. I am a cracked egg but you love me just the same. Thank you for all your sacrifices. I love you. We love you.





I am the youngest of four siblings. I have 2 sisters and 1 brother.I share my mom with them. And I share my sisters with my nephews and nieces. Before my sisters became mothers, they were my mom too. And I think using the past tense is incorrect. Till now, they still are. My sisters give me strength. When everyone else is pulling me down, they are there to pull me up. When our father left, my sisters sent me to school… My sisters, together with my mom, clothed me and fed me. To say that I am blessed is not enough to describe just how blessed I am to have them in my life.
Ate Marol and Ate Marlou, thank you for everything. For being a mom, a father, and a sister all rolled into one. Thank you for educating me, for loving me, for accepting my craziness. Most of all, thank you for loving my Bela as your own.





Happy Mother’s Day to you big sis and to Tita!!! Mwahhh! ❤
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