Moms are for times when you're looking for something in your house and you just can't seem to find it. Moms are for times when you get home hungry and late and too tired to make yourself something to eat. Moms are for times when you just want or need a shoulder to cry on, be it for no reason at all.
Paano ba yan, wala nakong kukulitin pag di ko mahanap hanap yung gamit (wala naring sisigaw sakin ng "BINIGYAN TAYO NG MATA PARA GAMITIN.") Paano ba yan, wala na yung magtuturo sakin magluto? (Though for the final year of your life I made meals for you even though I was drowning in acads.) Paano ba yan, wala nakong kkwentuhan, iiyakan?
To lose a parent, a mom, way before their time. To lose someone you had so many plans for (how big a house you'll build for them, how many cars, which countries we'll go to) is nothing short of a tragedy. It's a feeling that, legit, no words can describe. I feel like I lost half of my body today, even though we all saw this coming, seeing you breathe your last was heartbrea- no, heart shattering.
I love you, ma. May you rest in peace. I am happy and thankful that your suffering is over, and your time for frolick and play in the fields of Heaven has begun. (My mom passed on December 12, 2017, at exactly 4 PM.)