Saturday, April 30, 2011

Every time you see me smiling, the top of all the reasons why I do is because of my family. They are the most important thing to me. I couldn't imagine living without them. My family is my LIFE.

If I would be asked for the question, "Who do you consider a hero in your life and why?". I would definitely answer, my mom. I consider her a hero not for being herself, but for being her as a mother, as a sister to her siblings and as a daughter to my Lola. I use to say to my friends how I look up to her. She really is a great and good person. She never wished anything that would harm someone or that would hurt someone's feelings. I can see how devoted she is  to our family. She would give up ANYTHING for us. She wants us to give everything that a mother could offer her children. 

You know, I grew up as a not-so-spoiled brat. I mean, a spoiled one but I never abuse my privilege. She would wake me up in the morning, and as I wake up, everything was all prepared. My things for school, our breakfast, everything needed for a day! At night, after work, she would cook us for dinner, then she'll wash the dishes, and iron our clothes. I mean, she does everything. She never complained that we should help her. But another thing I admire her is that she never forgets her family. Her real family with my Lola and Tita's & Tito's. She would often say, "Sa halip na kainin ko to, dalhin nlang ntin sa mga lola mo." or "Ayokong nkikitang nasa baba sila, gusto ko pare pareho kaming nasa taas, at sana mas mataas sila skin."

I can't find the right words to describe her, I would just probably say, she is the best among all the million of mothers in this world. Never had a time that she keeps all her "sama ng loob" to someone. She forgets every bad thing you do to her. Just because she loves you.

I have been talking much about my mom. Oh well, about my dad, I can't talk so much. Maybe because I and my brother grew up having only Mom on our side when we sleep. It is only our Mom who we would see when we wake up in the morning. Before my mom and Dad got married, my dad was already working abroad. He seldom stay here. One month in a year would I only spend my day with my dad. I remember one time that we spent 2 months together, about 5 or 6 years ago. That was when we stayed in Dubai for two months for his graduation gift to me. That was the first and last.

Anyhow, I only remember my dad as a great man who always wants to help others. One thing he usually do when he come here is that his charity. He pays attention to those less fortunates and share some of our blessing to them. In abroad, helping others is also his thing. He would let those OFW's stayed in his house even he doesn't know them personally. He makes "kupkop" everytime. 

Well, about my dad, I thank him for not being the strict-like father to me. He never tell me not to have boyfriend. He is the one who always wants to meet my boyfriend. I recall, I don't wanna tell him who my boyfriend was. Then I took a bath, and left my cellphone in my room, and he checked out to get the number of my boyfriend. I just found out what he did when I borrowed his phone to text someone, and as I was deleting my text on the sent items, I saw what message he sent over to my boyfriend. He was inviting him for a lunch. hoho. Anyways, my dad never had given me any strict rules except for the one I remember that he texted me from about 3 years ago. He had given me 10 rules which only few I can luckily recall. ( To be home not later than 10 pm; when a time that I have to ride into a tricycle, don't forget to secretly get the plate number and immediately forward it to my mom. ; and not to be the "suplada type girl". ) haha! Those are just few of the rules he gave me. Weird rules to think. :)

What I shared are just few of the stories in my life, and just a little background for you to know how great my parents are. I know, even I put every single detail here about them, I still wouldn't catch up for what really I wanted you to know. Words aren't enough. 

I always wish that if only I could give back at least half of what they've given me. But I can't. It's priceless. What they've given me are all more than enough. But as a gift in return, I promise not to break any of their expectations. I know they expect much from me. I will be what you want me to be. Someday. 

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