My Mom, My Hero...

MY MOM, MY HERO....

MY MOM HAS TAUGHT ME WELL!

Whatever I am today, whatever I have achieved...I owe to my mom. She has taught me well.

My mom was not the typical mom who would wake up very early in the morning to prepare breakfast for us. Nor is she the type who will cook merienda for us while we are still in school, so that by the time we get home, there would be a hot cup of chocolate and pancakes waiting for our much-deserved snacks.

Mama is very intelligent. I admire her for what she knows and for being so cool about it. Ask her any question and she is always beaming with the right answer. (I wonder how she did that). She often challenges my values, my convictions - making sure that I keep the right values close to my heart always, and get rid of the things that destroy both the body, mind and spirit.

When I started to grow up and became conscious of my physical "form,"my mom would always highlight what she thinks is good about me. I mean, she would always comment on how good I carry myself and the way I quickly warm up with people.

She has always been fair with me, likewise, telling me what and where to improve on. Always pushing me to read so I would improve on my vocabulary.

I remember telling her about the guys I meet and the guys that interests me? I will never get a "spanking" for that. As a matter of fact, she appreciates my honestly and openness and would always remind me to stay on the safe and clean side. She was diplomatic enough to push back on things that might lead to wrong decisions and makes me understand when she wants to drive home a point.

The people that I talk to would sometimes ask me where I get such wisdom. With pride and much sweet remembrance, I tell them its coming right from the heart of my earthly mentor and hero, none other than my mom.

I know its also a pool of learnings gathered from past experiences, but without a mother guiding you as you go through life, my paths would have been different. I will not deny it, there were times when I'd listen to my mom and do the exact opposite. I tell you, I have learned my lessons ever since.

Even at the point where she was old and getting weaker physically, she was still full of wisdom. I have always enjoyed talking with her because there were always new things and revelations that I will learn from her. Learning never stops when I am with mom. She was the best, if not the bestest.

So, why do I love my mom?

 1. She was God's gift to me. From her, I learned everything that I needed to survive in this challenging world.

 2. She taught me the real meaning of love (outside of emotions and beyond words) forgiveness, patience and grace.

 3. She was a mother who took care of all our needs.

 4. She was a friend who took time to listen whether I had a happy or sad story to tell.

 5. She was my teacher, my mentor and my one & only coach : teaching me what really matters in this world.

I can only thank God for my mom because without her, I would not have been brought out into this world and enjoy the life I now enjoy.

I am grateful for every minute that I have spent with her when she was still alive. It was out of pure love and selflessness and sacrifice. I love you mama. You are the best. You will always be.