My Dearest Mama,
Thank you for being the person that has been conceived by God to be my guide, teacher, and even the provider through the 29 years of my existence. For being the person who didn’t gave my birth instead the one who gave full responsibility as a mother. For my shoulder when I cried to the time that I knew I was not your eldest son and the one who accepted me when I said my true being. My “kumare” when we used to share about anything in life, my impulsive shopping buddy that buys anything as long as we have money on our pockets and my master chef who taught me how to cook delicious food that most of friends loved it.
Even that our family faced a lot of trials, you never stumble; instead you face it without impossibilities. Thank you for saying “Pasensya muna kayo ngayon…”, whenever we don’t have “baon” for school or even enough food to eat – this didn’t falter me, instead gave me inspiration to move on with high hopes. Thank you for the patience and for enduring the days that we were still kids especially when Papa was still in Bahrain. Thank you for showing your strength and bravery to the times that we were being condemned, neglected by our own relatives.
Today is your day, a day to give honor to a mother like you. Our light, our refuge, and our comfort. We love you very much and you know that.
Your son,
Albert
