Last weekend Mom left for Ilo-ilo. During the time any house work fell at a stand still, we had no idea where anything was and we constantly ran out of underwear. I don't know what I would do without Mom. I feel like our entire family may just decide to roll over and die in the even that anything happens.
Ma's been bringing this up quite a lot. She's been talking to us lately about how we need to start stepping up in the event that she passes and I'm rarely comfortable talking about it with her, but I see her concern and I understand what she's trying to say. She wants us to grow up into decent self sufficient boys and I know that I'm not quite there yet. God forbid anything bad should happen before Liam and I start learning our lesson. Goodness, what would we be without Ma?
She's somehow managed to keep the house from falling apart, by herself, for the past years. She's persevered through the move to Ortigas, and even though she sometimes voices her desire to just settle down and be done with our nomadic existence, she soldiers on. I've never felt the need to hide anything from Ma, even if we don't always see eye to eye. I love speaking with her and telling her about how I'm doing, informing her of the goings on in the day. I do love walking home mid-day to have lunch with her, to try and make up for all the family dinners I've missed since starting work. We haven't had a family dinner at home in a long time.
I love you mom. I really wish I'm able to some day provide you with a nice clean place you can settle in and just relax in.
Then there's Dad...
Dad amazes me. How he went from runt on the streets of Sta. Cruz to where he is now... Good job raising a fascinating man, grandparents! He's a brave man (except when it comes to roaches, which he finds disgusting) and he's always going to stand for whats right, no matter who he's up against, no matter how tough the odds are. He's uncompromising and he'll stand tall as long as he knows he's on the right.
It's been common knowledge at home that if Liam and I were to be convicted of a crime, he's be the first one to send us to jail. I know that might seem funny but we all take that quite seriously and we respect that. It's not because he doesn't love us or anything... it's because it's whats right, and even if it isn't always easy at home... I love that about Dad and I love him a lot.
I can only hope to one day grow into an upright man like you.
Happy Brithday Parents! I love you a lot.
(Ma's was on the 7th, Dad's is on the 19th... the way I see it, it's never too late/early to honor your parents on their birthdays. Their ages shall remain secret.)
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Recently I've been thinking about Batman a lot. My Dad reminds me of Batman. I love my Dad.