08
May 2016
Love,
When I was small, mama told me that a
mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
This year’s Mother’s Day reminds
me of the many sacrifices that you have made for this family, for our
family. Sometimes you lament on how you
can no longer buy the things you want because Ruth’s needs come first. I have
seen you lust over some things- bags, shoes, jewelries and all the girl stuff
but backed out for her ballet, swimming, writing, tutor, ramen, playdate, toys
and other requests and demands. I’ve witnessed how you’ve set aside the things
you dreamed of or aspire for to give way to my own ambitions. I’ve seen you go out
of your comfort zone, leave behind what you’ve been used to, let go of things
dear to you just to be with me, to be with us and build a family. I’ve seen you
cry in frustration over unfulfilled promises, unmet obligations, unsettled
issues and failed expectations. Sometimes you get disappointed when things just
don’t go your way, or when Ruthie and I get into your nerves. And of course
there were also lots of instances when I also lost my cool and allowed
circumstances to overwhelm me. And for that I ask for your forgiveness. I’m
sorry for not letting you win all the time. I’m sorry for being lousy, moody,
angry, bossy and all the –y’s. Human as we are, we get hurt, frustrated, and
angry. But know this: In all those times when it seemed we were on the brink of
collapse and in danger of breaking up, I never lost faith in you, in us. I
never for once entertained the thought of being away and walking out on us. I
just hope you had the same sentiment, too.
There have been a lot of times when we fought like
we were on the brink of giving up on each other. Our arguments were bad and
unreasonable. Our words were not palatable at all and our actions were beyond
acceptable. Indeed we have been through a lot of tough and rough times. It’s a
shame that there were even occasions when our baby witnessed our
transgressions. Let me just tell you that in spite of the many fights that we
have had, I never, even for a minute stopped loving you.
This mother’s
day let me once again extol you for doing all you can and giving your best to
us. Thank you for being a supermom to Ruth and a superwife to me. I know I am
sometimes more childish than her which makes your job as a mother more
difficult. And for that, I owe you forever’s worth of tender and loving care.
You may get tired, annoyed, disappointed, irritated, angry, frustrated and
disillusioned at times but I hope you will never give up on us. You are our
only hope, our most comfortable place, our only sanctuary. You are what makes
the family glued together so please be strong and keep holding on. You are a
good mother, the best in your own right, the best in our eyes.
Remember, God could not be everywhere, and He
can’t be around Ruthie and Me all the time so he gave someone named Mary
Pauline to us.
Happy Mother’s Day. May you keep growing in God’s
mercy and love. We love you.
