Dear Mama

I know you’re most likely unknowledgeable about my blog and you most probably won’t be able to read this, (believe me it’s okay and I prefer it that way. Haha.) but if you can just reach out to that little drawer in your little closet then you’ll see this little letter of mine for you. (Yes, all of my letters and presents and little gifts for my parents were given discreetly. I am not the expressive, showy, touchy-feely type of daughter. I rarely do kisses, hugs and “I love yous,” too and I most definitely abhor drama, cheesiness and mushy stuff simply because I’m a crybaby by default and I hate being seen crying in front of anyone. The only time I can tolerate such sappiness is when I watch TV shows/series or movies. So I’m sorry but this is the closest that I can get to being “sweet.” :p)


Okay, enough of my nonsense ramblings. Obviously that intro up there isn’t included in my original, handwritten (for added sentimental effect! Naks!) letter which I’ll be sharing here ‘cause I’m proud of my mother like that. I want the whole world to know just how great of a Mom she is. :)


So...

To my ever loving, dearest Mama,


Do you know why I’ve always loved watching Marvel and other superhero movies ever since I was a kid? Well, aside from the fact that I’m secretly fantasizing of becoming one and be included in “the league,” I’ve always liked the idea that there was some super guy/girl out there somewhere in the dark shadows who always had that super power/ability in his/her body and was always ready to help the humankind against the evil forces of the world. In my young mind, that sounded pure coolness and utter awesomeness. Wasn’t it? And to meet even just one of their kind would be pretty crazy.


But as I grew older, I learned that superheroes were nothing but a figment of imagination of some comics people (because almost all of these superheroes were originated from the comics before they made it to the silver screen, just so you might wanna know!) and were unreal. You could just imagine how my young heart broke into million pieces that moment. :'(


But I’ve long gotten over that sad reality now and you know what I found out? I realized that though superheroes weren’t real, that didn’t mean I couldn’t meet one in this lifetime because I surely met my real-life superhero who’s been under my nose since forever! And that was you, ‘Ma! You’re my superhero.


Yes, I know you don’t sport a cape or some ridiculous-looking costume but you sure do clothe yourself with so much love, affection and dedication for us every day which I think is far better and much cooler than those costumes! Not only that, you may not have a super ability like laser eyes, telekinesis power, etc., but you sure do have a brighter and clearer-than-any-bionic-eyes-can-see pair of eyes which can look right through our hearts, minds, feelings and expressions. It’s like even before we blurt out the words you already know what’s going on in our little brain of ours that it’s sorta creepy sometimes. Hahaha! Lastly, I know you don’t have super strength behind that cute, petite, 4”11’-little-frame of yours or you have something you’re keeping from us? ‘Cause eversince I was born you never fail to take care of and look after us even right after you go home from work. You never stopped working for our future. You always make sure we get the best of everything you can give out of your human abilities which I must say, is just super awesome of you, ‘Ma. You are nothing short of amazing. <3 br="">

With that being said, lemme just take this opportunity to thank you for all the sacrifices you’ve made for me, Cj and Papa. I won’t mention them one-by-one ‘cause this blog won’t end any sooner sa sobrang dami at sa sobrang haba ng list. Thank you for understanding us inspite and despite of everything. Thank you for your love, trust and faith that even we doubt our own selves and abilities, you still continue to believe. Thank you for never forsaking us even on the toughest of times when we choose to be our selfish, bratty, annoying selves. Most especially, thank you for sharing your life with us! I know I’m not the most adorable and least likeable daughter at times and though we argue sometimes, I can’t imagine myself living this lifetime in this world without you or with another mother. You’re my mom and I won’t have it any other way. :)


Happy Mother’s day, ‘Ma! I love you so so so so much! :-*


From your sometimes-annoying and most-of-the-time-cranky daughter,

PS. Oh, and in behalf of Cj, we are very sorry for the stretch marks. We hold ourselves responsible for that. :D