no. 5 (3-5-22)

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In life we have our own music. It's up to us on how we dance in our own rhythm. We have different stories to tell and different morals to learn. This blog serves you an inspiration on how you dance with the music of your mother. A dance with her for a Lifetime.

As a living human being in this planet I have my own role and responsibilities to do. I am a citizen of this country, a member of the society, a youth to the young ones, a sister of my siblings, and most of all I possess a big role of being a DAUGHTER to my parents.

I was so curious watching movies or teleseryes (drama) that there are some children keeps on hurting their parents and didn't even pay for the price that their parents deserve. They lack respect and love towards their parents which is very rampant nowadays. In this new generation, some parents are send to health care facilities where no family member could watch and take care of them. That's so sad.

Since I was a child, I seen all the efforts and sacrifices of my parents. I can't barely imagined that in my young age, one of my greatest dreams is to take care my parents when they get old. When they get sick I should be the one to take good care to them.

My mother was Paralyzed

As I mentioned in my previous blog entitled "Triumph 2" I wrote the story of my mom for almost 2 years in and out in the hospital. I would like to share my personal experiences taking care of her at home when there's no assistance from doctors and nurses.

It is never been easy yet a privilege for me that I am the right hand of my father who takes care of my mom. I remember that I could no longer understand her words or what she is trying to say. That time I need to understands her expression and a sign language that she's trying to initiate as our means of communication. Time to feed her really needs an extra care so that no so much food being wasted and surely she ate the food well without harming her. Medicine time, we need to pulverized or crashed it into tiny pieces so that she can take her medicine easier (Tablets were so big). When mama pooped, we need to wash her gently and make sure no presence of smell (papa is the one who washed mom everytime she pooped because I can't lift her, it's so heavy lifting a paralyzed body) as we always hug her and we always say "I love you" 😘😞😘. I remember how we changed her diapers cause sometimes I didn't notice that she's already wet (sorry for that mom). When we're done taking her for bath, I witness how much hair fall fell in my hand. I just smiled and say "Its okay mama" then she will smiled back to me. I am so happy taking good care to her. I remember how we dance together as if I am a Physical Therapist teaching her to walk like I will hold her like we're dancing together 😭. I remember how happy I am when I taught her the word "barbecue" cause we're eating barbecue that time. That barbecue is just an "utang" from my godmother and I promised her to pay on the other day. All the memories are so fresh and never been forgotten. I'm so lucky that in the aged of doomed of my mom we serve as her rising sun that gives light to her darken days. I remember that you're laying in the arms of papa before God take your breath. It was a great opportunity and really fulfilling act that I already give back the rest percentage of her sacrifices she did for us cause no one can surpassed the sacrifices and effort she extended to our family.

Mama I know you're in good hands now with the Lord. I thank you for all your love, care, effort and sacrifices for us. Sorry for all the tears we caused you. Our dance will always be treasured in my heart. In the other life, I will always choose you to be my partner in happiness and pain. But I know there's no pain at all in heaven. It's already enough seeing you in pain for almost 2 years. Letting you go is the best way we can do to end your sufferings.

Before I will end this story, I would like to share to you why my mom is never forgotten in our community and why she is love by people. My mama back then was an active barangay health worker. She earn a little but it didn't stop her to serve our community. She is an active Community Volunteer of some projects in our barangay, take note its a "volunteer", at the same time she is our chapel president and a BEC Coordinator. She had a great service to God and Community. I cannot surpassed what she did for our community, rendering services for free is not a joke. Nowadays,we need compensation for us to live. I would like also to commend my papa for supporting my mama of doing what she loved.

To all children of God out there, please keep loving your parents and let them know that they are especially every seconds of their life. Let your love be their light as they conquer the battle of death. May this story inspired others to love and protect every parents who needs care and affection.

I miss you so much mom, we will dance together in heaven❤️

Always be your little girl,

Maria16