The one thing I know for sure is that my mom is the best mom for me.,to all of us nine siblings anyway.She may be older now but we're all getting older anyway. Now I see her hair thinning, her back slightly curved, her teeth all gone except for two on mid-top & two on the lower mid point of her mouth. Oh, how he hates wearing dentures. Understandable. I would be doing the same thing.
I'm 5'4 1/2 and my mom is only 4'11. Who would have thought she'll have me this tall because for a Filipino female or woman, 5'2 is the common height. I remember when I was in high school, I was one of the tallest girls in class. Whenever we have assembly, I was always the second to the last person in line. To tell you the truth I didn't appreciate that much until I came to the U.S. in 1985. It was liberating to see many tall or taller women than me. It felt like the taller you are the wavelength of your brain is, too. What a concept, huh?
When I'm with my mom, I see to it that I'm not missing the moment of every aspect of affectionate gestures and the flow of words that connect. I make sure that she hears every word that I want her to hear. But oftentimes, holding her hand to let her know that it's okay that she doesn't have to catch on every word I say.
I thank God for my mom...and I love the way she championed the longevity of being an amazing mother. To have an affinity to good genes is an advantage but not as greater than when your genes are covered with "the blood of the Lamb." That's all it takes to get through life's detours & setbacks.My mom is all that--the pillar & the anchor of what is keeping me smile & hope. And I love her so much...
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