Family
Last night, we celebrated my mommy's 60th birthday. It was with a sigh of relief that I started the day knowing that my mom was alive and well. For the past few days, I've had the gnawing fear that my mom may not make it to her 60th birthday. My dad died a few days before he could celebrate his 60th bday, so superstitious or not, I was just wishing silently that my mom make it. And she did! I love my mommy so much, she represents all the good in me. Of course we did not have the perfect childhood but I knew she gave us what she thought was the best we needed. So if there is one thing I have to write in this blog, its my mommy! What do I love about her? Its the sense of security I feel when I'm with her. Even though I'm 32 years old, I still feel like a kid when I cuddle next to her. She always smells fresh and clean. She has simple joys, bringing home siopao or hopiang baboy would always make her day. Her laugh is always the life of the house. She's n...