Random Takes

                        Her face is the map of the world

                               is a map of the world

                       You can see she’s a beautiful girl

                              She’s a beautiful girl

                       And everything around her is a silver pool of light

                             The people who surround her feel the benefit of it

                                    It makes you calm  

                                    She holds you captivated in her palm

 It is not only during Mother’s Day that I miss my mother but since the day she passed away. 

   The photo above reminds me many happy memories of my mother and a very interesting and kinda unique childhood. I know that everyone will say that their childhood is the best or the most unique but I think not everyone is being raised by a 60-year-old mother and 46-year-old father with no siblings at all, but with a nice vegetable backyard and garden.

   When my mother was still working as an education supervisor in another city I get to hang out in her office while waiting for her. It was a short memory though since my mother had an accident when I was 5, that made her resign from her post. But even then, from time to time my mother would bring me Yan-Yan as her pasalubong, and I think from time to time means payday, now that I think of it.  I consider it as a luxury then and now, if you have tried it, you would agree. I can’t remember exactly the first day she introduced it to me but I remember tasting every variety available in the supermarket. I swear there was even a peanut butter flavor, that comes in green packaging. And now that I’m a mother myself, I did not deprive my kids from the luxury that I had, and my eldest enjoys it as much as I did.

  If you were someone who was born in the early 80’s then surely you would never miss that mouthwatering commercial of Dunkin Donuts. And everyday I would pester my mother of bringing me a box of that donuts, and every time she would tell me that there is no Dunkin Donuts store found anywhere in our city.  And then a time came where she had to go to Baguio for a seminar and that would mean dropping by in Manila, so she had no excuse this time. I was crying and screaming when she was leaving and to console me she promised to bring doughnuts or specifically Dunkin Donuts but I didn’t know any other brand then or if there was any.  And so I stopped crying, and couldn’t wait for her to be on her way and couldn’t wait for her to come back with my doughnuts either. I was already very good at daydreaming at a very young age, and I daydream of my mother coming back handing me a box of  Dunkin Donuts.  When she returned from her trip, the first thing I ask her was my  box of Dunkin Donuts, then she hand me a plastic and told me that my Dunkin Donuts are there. I did not believe her because on tv it didn’t say there that you get donuts from a plastic but in a box. But I did found 2 donuts there frosted with strawberry, and told her that it was not Dunkin Donuts, because Dunkin Donuts only comes in a box with many flavors not just one. But she showed me the plastic where it says there it was really the one I was asking for. And I almost cried. So much for Dunking Donuts.

   My friends would always tell me that I’m a voracious reader, I thank my mother for that. My mother would always buy the Sunday paper and I got into the habit as well, although nowadays I don’t buy newspaper often, I just read news in the net now. But my love for books and reading was mainly because of my mother, I grew up seeing her reading newspaper or reader’s digest or anything during her free time.

    There are still many memories that I shared with my mother but they are too beautiful for the world to see, and it is only meant for the two of us.

    Happy mother’s day to all moms.