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Bottomless

This post is lovingly dedicated to all the moms of yesterday, today and tomorrow.

I could still remember theΒ  first time I watched a film inside a moviehouse (well, probably my first memory of being in such a place).Β  Disney’s The Little Mermaid was re-released in theaters, and my mommy said that we could go and see it. Who would not want to see a singing mermaid have legs and marry a prince? My sister and I were just suckers for happy endings. And well, yes, it’s not everyday that we get to go to the cinemas.

I was in high spirits from the time Mommy told us of our movie plans. We kept a countdown to the big day (…isang tulog na lang!…); I thought of my mom to be super cool.

Finally, the long wait was over for me and my sister. We dressed up and had our hair fixed by the househelp. I was in a super good mood. Not only because we were going out, but because I had a super cool mommy.

To my horror, I saw her making hotdog sandwiches.

Cutting the bun. Lathering the mayo. Sliding the hotdog in. Squirting ketchup all over. Wrapping it in a sandwich bag.

We were bringing home-made food inside the moviehouse. We weren’t going to buy from the snackbars. She even had the water jugs prepared.

We looked like school kids, and not movie-goers. I thought it was embarassing.

Okay. I thought it was so uncool of her to do that.

I got pissed and threw a fit.

Yes, I did. 😐

Don’t tell me you never had “that” moment when you just felt embarrassed because of your mom? I have a handful of stories to share, but to write about each would eat a lot of time.

I also believe that parents, if they love you, will hold you up safely, above their swirling waters, and sometimes that means you’ll never know what they endured, and you may treat them unkindly, in a way you otherwise wouldn’t.”
β€” Mitch Albom (For One More Day)

Have you ever heard of the “Momisms”? These are the lifelong lines our mothers used to tell us (more like, still telling us). The topnotcher in my list is this epicΒ  reminder:

Just you wait until you have kids of your own – then you’ll understand.”

True enough, we will never know how it feels to be a mother unless we become one. We will never understand the worries, pains and concerns mothers have unless we take part of the lives they live.

"There is only one pretty child in the world, and every mother has it." - Chinese Proverb (Photo by Santino del Castillo)

I was thinking of buying a Hallmark card earlier this afternoon, but I thought of writing instead. Honestly, no amount of words could ever be used to express the gratitude a child feels for her mother. Even the most expensive greeting card could not sum up what the thankful heart has to say.

A Jewish proverb says that since God cannot be everywhere, He made mothers; just like Him, a mother carries with her the bottomless well of patience, forgiveness, understanding, compassion, faith and most of all, LOVE.

Mom. Mommy. Inay. Nanay. Mother. Mader. Madir. Mamoo. Meme. Me. Mudak. Mudra.

Call her by any name of endearment, she is one person who would always find the good in you everyday, even when no one else can.

Happy mothers’ day to all the mommies out there! πŸ™‚

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To Mommy:

You may not get to hold my hand forever, but my heart is yours to keep. Happy mothers’ day! I love you! πŸ˜€

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There’s nothing like a mama-hug.Β  ~Terri Guillemets


Photo of “Mommy Moment” by Santino del Castillo.

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Fix You

Okay. Soooooo, I viewed a friend’s latest blog entry and I just realized how s****y mine was. Haha!

While his work talked about life’s good vibes, mine focused on delusions, illusions and realities. My write-up was no good unlike his.

So now, let me do the happy talk. πŸ˜‰

all the time, baby. πŸ˜‰

In a study made by Glenn Jenson (a Family and Human Development professor and extension specialist at the Utah State University) in 2001, people who feel loved, or when it’s reciprocated, live longer, happier, have better health and make more money. Not only do they have a better life expectancy, they also get to live a healthier lifestyle.

Relationships do have a big say in one’s life disposition.

But what if you’re in a state right now where you feel like the walls are closing in on you? To say things easier, can love still be found even when the heart aches?

Have faith. πŸ™‚

Heartaches. Heartbreaks. Sad, indeed.

Let’s say that you are facing a dilemma right now, and you feel like giving up. It really is hard to let go of something which you held on to for so long.

1.”I wish he knew.”

“I wish she knew.”

Let destiny work its wonders… although we should never be complacent.

2. A picture of a happy family.

Behind the smiles are tears of sadness.

Mom and Dad stay together just for the kids.

3. Boy meets girl.

Girl meets boy.

Boy likes girl.

It’s love on a one-way street.

We may be caught in our own twilight zone, where sadness eats all the humanity inside us.

However, we have a choice.

Yes it does! πŸ™‚

Why frown when you can smile?

Why give all your love to one person who can’t love you back, when others deserve it the most?

Why be sad when you can choose to be happy?

I may not be in the best position to force people to stop their sadness mania, but wouldn’t it be nice to see everyone wearing a sincere smile coming from the heart? πŸ™‚

Think: this too shall pass.

Think: everything’s gonna be alright.

Think: I’m going to be fine.

For what its worth, you deserve to be happy.

We all do. πŸ™‚

No one is in control of your happiness but you; therefore, you have the power to change anything about yourself or your life that you want to change.

Barbara de Angelis

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P.S.

Pfft.

Haha. I think this is not as crappy compared to what I have written last night. πŸ˜€


Dumadahilan? Ako yan.

Hindi ako natulog nung Friday night. Hindi ko alam kung dahil ba masyado akong excited kasi dadating ang daddy ko ng Saturday 4am, at kami ng mommy ko ang susundo sa kanya, or, dahil sanay na lang ba talaga ako ng hindi natutulog ng maaga.

Matapos ang isang taon, umuwi ulit ang daddy ko galing San Francisco. Buti na lang, mabait yung employer niya at pinapayagan siyang umuwi once a year. Sabi nga ng karamihan ng kilala ko, maswerte pa daw kami kasi nakikita pa namin si dad, hindi tulad ng iba na 48 years na bago pa nila masilayan ang mga magulang nila na nagtra-trabaho sa abroad.

Magkukwento ako. One-year old pa lang ako, umalis na si dad papuntang Amerika. Doon nangarap na makatungtong sa “greener pastures” na sinasabi nila. Imagine, 23 na ako ngayon… 22 years na palang nakikipagsapalaran si dad sa States. Nung umalis siya para magtrabaho dun, kasabay nito ang pagtanggap ni mommy sa pinaka-challenging na trabaho evah – ang palakihin ang mga junakis nila ni dad na single-handedly.

Hindi biro ang magpalaki ng mga anak ng mag-isa ka lang. Alam ko yung worries ni mommy na malamang sa malamang eh nasa kanya lahat ng sisi kung sakaling may hindi magandang mangyari sa akin, kay Katrina o kaya kay JC. Maraming Pontio Pilato ang pagpapaliwanagan ng nanay ko, at hindi rin naman pwedeng lahat yun ay isa-isa siyang magli-litanya ng kanyang reasons.

Kaya ganoon na lamang ang worry ni mom everytime na aalis ako or may pupuntahang malayong lugar. Just last week, nung nagpunta ako sa Mt. Pinatubo with people I barely knew, eh halos ma-praning siya. Ang masaklap pa nito, wala palang signal sa bundok na yun, so alam ko na deads ako pag-uwi. (Pero buti na lang hindi kasi naunahan ko na siya with a big smile, sabay sigaw na “ANG DAMI KONG KWENTO, PRAMIS!! πŸ˜€ ) Naiintindihan ko naman kung bakit over-protective si mommy, pero minsan aaminin ko na naiinis ako sa pagiging makulit at matanong niya. >_<

 

Banat ng mga nanay: “Wala akong hinangad na masama para sa’yo.” (Photo by Santino del Castillo)

May moments na pakiramdam ko eh masyado akong bine-beybi ni mommy. Lagi ko siyang hinihiritan ng favorite line ko na “Mom, I’m 23! Don’t tell me when I turn 3o, you’d still be like this??” Sabi ng lola ko and ni dad, huwag ko na daw pansinin si mommy kapag dinra-dramahan niya ako ng ganun. Tawanan ko na lang daw. So ako naman, feeling ko nakahanap ako ng kakampi kay dad.

At ngayon, at this very moment, may tampo sa akin ang mommy ko. Hehe. Napa-sobra yata yung sumbong naming magkakapatid (or ako lang?) na masyadong “old school” si mom. Kinausap ako ni mommy earlier this morning para sabihin sa akin na wala siyang hinangad na masama para sa akin, at pasensya na daw kung masyado siyang over-protective. Kaya lang daw kasi, pagdating ng April 16 na babalik na si dad sa US, si mommy nanaman daw ang in-charge sa lahat ng worries niya when it comes to protecting us.

Wag ko daw masamain.

 

When in fact, ako pa nga ang nag-masama sa intentions niya. Sa reasons niya kung bakit siya ganun. Kung bakit madalas kami mag-clash.

 

Sabi ng kaibigan ko na si Jey-Anne, “when can we ever get used to these lines ng mga mudra natin?” Sumang-ayon ako sa sinabi niya. Pero what is ironic is the fact that we always get irritated when our parents nag at us, but later on we realize how their words echo so loud… na sa sobrang lakas mapapa-isip ka na nga lang na akala mo alam mo na lahat, pero hindi pala. Ending? Magi-guilty ka kasi alam mo na bilang anak, mali ka. At darating lang ang panahon na masasabi ko na tama si mom sa lahat ng sinasabi niya kapag naging nanay na din ako.

At 23, madami pa akong hindi alam… na kahit 30 years old na yata siguro ako eh hindi ko pa matututunan lahat.

 

Peace, ma. (Photo by Santino del Castillo)

Eto yung mga panahon na kinakailangan talaga magpakakumbaba. Hello, nanay ko yan eh. πŸ˜‰

 

TYVM:

Jey Anne Seneres – hey soul sister. πŸ˜€

 

P.S.

So, good luck na lang sakin mamaya pag-uwi ko sa bahay. πŸ™‚ Babalitaan ko kayo, haha. πŸ˜€


Final P.S. and TYVM:

β€œWhen you find yourself beginning to feel a bond between yourself and the people you photograph, when you laugh and cry with their laughter and tears, you will know you are on the right track.”

Special request: tagalog entry daw, testing lang. O eto na.

Buti na lang nagpunta ka ng Binondo at UP. Bandera much again. Kumusta mo ko ke anaknijuanD. πŸ˜‰

Isang mahabang thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaankkk yoooooooouuuu kay Santino del Castillo.

 

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All photos by Santino del Castillo.

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