Happy Birthday,Mama!

If mothers were flowers, you would be the one i'd pick.

If there’s somebody who made our nuclear family intact, it’s my Mama. Born April 6,1952 in Obogon, Tanjay,Negros Oriental, Philippines, she turned 56 yesterday. She had survived abused from battered beatings, survived the backbites and selfishness of her community, survived extreme poverty raising eight siblings, and most of all survived the hardheadedness and stubbornness of some of her children. She had been into deepest hardlife you can possibly imagine (I don’t wanna talk about it now ‘coz you might be crying reading it. Probably some other time...). And I don’t want her to go back to that unstable life. I want her to experience the good life because she so deserves it. She deserves to be pampered in the saloon. She deserves to be adorned with jewels. She deserves to be served with special food. She deserves to age gracefully. She deserves to be healthy and proud. Because she’s my mother. Because I owe her my life.


Yesterday we celebrated her 56th birthday. We gave her a cake and wished her more birthdays to come and more candles to blow. My Papa and Mama are a picture of happiness. Oh,how I wish they always stay like that? You know,they do sometimes quarrel! Hehehe!


We love you,Mama.! Happy Birthday from your loving children most especially from me and Scotty who both love you and care for you so much!


And here’s the picture of ever-sweet lovebirds who hadn’t seen each other for ages! Hehehe! Looks like it! We’re very happy to be here witnessing Mama’s birthday. God bless you,Mama! God bless our family!