A Tribute to Mommy
My first memory of you was on the day my baby brother was baptized. I was two at that time. I know because I saw the pictures and I could still remember. You left me and Ate at home. I didn’t know why but maybe you felt you couldn’t handle more than one kid at a time. You went away for awhile, but you still came home.
I remember nothing after that incident until I entered school…as a “saling-pusa.” Remember the time when I left the nursery, stomping my feet because my teacher gave me a different and “easier” exam? The teacher followed me all the way to our house. You wondered why I went home early. My teacher explained why. You just laughed. I forgot if you reprimanded me but you were there ready to comfort me. (more…)


24.Christian.Daughter.Sister.