F U READ THIS U WILL GET SOME LESSON AND U WILL REALIZE HOW MPORTANT UR MOTHER.,.,SOME OF US WILL CRY AND SOME OF USE TOUCHED THE STORY..,.,WHEN I READ THIS I WAS CRY NOT ONLY ME BUT ALSO MY CLASSMATES.,.,,
For the first time, allow me to thankyou for all the love that you have given me especiallywhen I was a child, sickly and difficult. I rememberyou coming from your factory work, dead tired, but youstill managed to go to the market, cooked and cared forme. I always saw you because I was just there playingwith my friends. I saw you coming home with vegetablesand fish which, when cooked, I ate a sour face becauseI wanted something more delicious. I don’t rememberthe day without a single complaint about you or aboutthe life that we lived. But I also do not remember anyword of gratitude from me for all that you were doingfor us. My other brothers and sisters tried their bestto help you. Thy sold things and engaged themselveseven in contractual jobs to help you survive thefamily. It was hard not having a father around. I couldstill remember the day when he left us for anotherwoman. You were trying to be brave, you talked to eachone of us with the appeal to make things work out anddo our best to keep the rest of us together. The familybecame incomplete without Tatay, but you tried to serveas mother and father. You were there to make a familyamong us. You were never bitter; you were never hard onus. But you were so hard on yourself in terms of nothaving even a little luxury of buying a new blouse foryou. You always bought things for us first. And there Iwas, still complaining because I wanted more expensivethings for me. And yet, you did not express any hurtfeelings even if I knew that deep inside you werecrying. You encouraged us to go to school, like myother brothers and sisters who were working students. Irefused vehemently, I just wanted to hang around andhave an easy life. I was lazy. Probably, I did not knowwhat goodness was because I did not know how to begrateful. I wanted a better life but did not like towork for it. A month ago, you came home chillingwith fever from forced overtime work. I attended to youfor a while but went back across the street where I wasplaying basketball with friends. I hardly looked at youwhen you were there lying in one corner of he house.After four days of sickness, you got up and preparedfor work. I did not even ask if you were already well.I did not even help you carry the pail of water foryour bath. You went back to work just to come back homein the evening pale and almost without life. You didnot like to go to the doctor. You said the money thatwe had was for my next semester, in case I want toenroll for school. You said that you will bealright. The next day, you did not get up. My oldersister cooked breakfast. Afterwards, she asked me tosee if you were already awake. As I approached you,there was a strange feeling. You were sleeping quietly.Very quiet. I looked at you and you were lying downcalmly and peacefully. As I got near you, I felt apounding on my chest. For the first time, I prayed foryou, that God will open your eyes and say the usualmorning greetings to me with loving reminder that Ishould eat my breakfast on time. With bended knees Itouched you, called you, but you did not seem to hear,I embraced you but you did not seem to feel. Iwhispered to you that I wanted to take care of you butno response at all. Deep within me, I knew why youcannot hear, speak, or feel me anymore. All I saw was abody, with a face that was calm but still could nothide the pains and struggles of a woman who tried herbest to give us a family in spite of herlimitations. As you lie down in peace before webring you to your final rest, I would like to tell you,for the first time how grateful I am to you for being amother to me, for giving us a taste of a family.Thank you for all the love that you have given me andus all. For the first time, I want to tell you I LOVEYOU and THANK YOU. The sad thing is that it does notmatter anymore whether it is my first or last time tosay those words to you… WISH YOU COULD HEAR ME saythose words to you, wish I was able to say them to youa long time ago… NANAY, I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH, AND THANKYOU..
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