Our Mother's Day Celebration

My mom is probably one of the most emotional people I have ever known. She is sometimes overreacting to some things that I think are unnecessary to do and happen if we think of that. She is one of the people who has the loudest voice that you can hear her shout from the gate of our family compound and will be the way for you to come back to our house. She is one of the whisperers when she heard something she disagrees with the most because she loves to show her reactions to things, but only for us—to her closest ones. These characteristics don’t make her a less person and mother to us. These characteristics didn’t even affect us to inspire us to be who we are today because no matter how loud, emotional, happy, overreacting, or whisper we hear and see from her, we will acknowledge her every time and everywhere as the best person in the world—and as our mom.

Her admitted self once said: I didn’t have the height—I grew short—maybe, that was the reason why I am belittling like this. I didn’t believe in those persons who said such things. They are just wasting their saliva because our mother has us; to help and protect her—like how she protect us when we were just a kid; who doesn’t know anything but to call her name. Like what I have mentioned in my last article: A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day, I am always planning something to give to my mom every time this Mother’s Day comes. I do appreciate her every moment I am with her but a special event for them like this should not be forgotten.

May 8, Mother’s Day; is the day to execute what I have planned for her. It went rough actually as I slipped it into my mouth that I have something to give her during our afternoon meal. She just smiled but after that moment, she started to talk emotionally. I didn’t ride her emotion because I don’t want her to be sad—because it is not her day yet. I first went to church in the morning and then prayed for us to have a safe and blessed day to spend. In the afternoon, we had something to argue with. Our youngest sister didn’t already wake up yet because of the weather—it was hot at that moment that even my youngest sister motivates to sleep further. Therefore, after some moments had passed, we finally started to execute our plan. I asked the youngest one—who is the favorite one—what restaurant she wants to eat at. She was barely shy to speak but then she pointed out the red bee she suddenly saw in the town—the Jollibee. The money I used to spend on this plan was from the BCH I accumulated since this month started. Without further ado, I started to order our choices at the counter.

She might look sad here but I promise to anyone who is reading this that her happiness is unexplainable as of that moment—as per her. She whispered; am I that old to look like that? But at the end of that very day, we enjoyed our moment together—the moment we do not usually do because of our hectic schedule—especially mine—but the family bonding we finally did again because of such a Holliday is a memory that reminds me of how we were when my father is still with us.

I am sure that this is the grandest I could give so far because I am still paving my way to get a career and have a stable job and yet, have money to spend but I promise that as the years go by, you would experience being spoiled because that was we promised when we were still a kid who knows nothing but to love and appreciate everyone—as what you taught us we should do. Happy Mother’s Day.

Thank you for reading this article.

You can read my previous articles here:

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Music is What Makes me Calm These Past Few Days.

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A Plan for Her Special Day—The Mother’s Day