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I laugh and tear at the same time when I think back to my elementary days. There had been instances where I cried 'Mommy' during the Flag ceremony. During the early days of my first grade, I couldn't keep calm in the classroom when I know Mom's nowhere in school. Boy, I was a cry baby back then demanding that Mom SHOULD be in the school premises. If not, wah wah. Oh man, it's embarrassing, I know. But it's true. She had to stay over from 9-4pm in the canteen doing nothing but wait for me. And oh man, I am such a little boy back then. *cough* *cough* *mama's boy!* *cough* Who said that?! It makes you wonder how such a little boy could get attached to her Mom like that. Love. Need I say more?
When I hit 5th or 6th grade, I started getting irritated whenever Mom appears in school. I mean, I hated it when Mom SOMETIMES bring me lunch, when in fact, I had no money to buy food. What a brat. Take note: she brings me lunch very rarely. It's like I don't want her near me at all when I'm in school. Nice, huh? Put down your knives, ladies and gentlemen. But whenever I have a school project, she's always the person I 'hang-out' with. And when there's a need for an advance in my allowance, sweet heaven, don't get me started. Heaven forbid. Just as she hands me the money, I'm gone. Yeah, yeah. I'm awful. But while growing up, Mom's very important to me. I knew that it'd be impossible without her.
My Mom is at her golden age now. But look at how things are in my family. My Mom cooks three meals everyday. My Mom does the laundry. My Mom cleans the house. My Mom does gardening. My Mom studies. My Mom works. The list goes on. It's a given that she's tired everyday. But it's kind of cute that she still manages her Facebook. Despite her hectic schedule, Mom wouldn't be Mom if she doesn't give her attention to other people. She finds pleasure in helping other people. Mom is the eldest of seven. She loves my grandmother very much; Now, Mom takes care of grandma. She loves her brothers and sisters. If they need help or advise, it's like she's the first person that they go to. Moreover, people keep asking her for advise and stuff. And that's something that I look up to.
This past Tuesday, something happened on my way to work again. I don't know what's all these dramas when I go to work; more specifically, when I ride the bus to work. When the bus arrived, the door opened and I saw mom get off while I climb in. She was a bit happy to see me as she made her exit and mom rubbed my shoulder. I noticed how relieved she looked despite that she looked tired from work. During those short seconds, I felt very humbled. The bus left while I watched mom go home and I thought, God, help me as I leave my mom's providence for me.
I don't want to be a burden anymore. It wasn't fun to see Mom like that. Still she doesn't complain. And it pains me even more that she doesn't complain. I don't know, man, when I saw her tired, I yelled at myself 'Look at her! You gotta take extra shifts! You gotta prep dinner later! You gotta--' That's it. Mom needs me.
Have you ever wished to go back into the past? I did-- I wished, that is. I can say that I wish I could go back to the past and enjoy when mom solved every problem. It's when life was easy. No worries. No anxiety. No demand from society. When I was little, mom takes care of everything for me. And deep inside I knew that I was obnoxious and annoying towards my Mom. It's amazing how much sacrifice and how much time she spent with us. I can't beat such sacrifice in my lifetime. I could only repay her love and kindness in the future-- when Mom needs me to take care of her. I'll be there for her.
Isn't how this cycle is supposed to be? Parents take care of children. Then the children will take care of the parents. Seeing as how Mom took care of me, how she raised me, how she spent enormous time with me, how she gave me what I wanted, how she showed me her love, I don't see an excuse why I wouldn't answer her call.
To my future self,
Happy Mother's day.
song of the moment: A320 - Foo Fighters
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