I woke up feeling sad today. I miss my mom. She died last April 26, 2007. I miss her so bad that I cry just thinking about her. With Tita Cory’s passing, I miss my Mom even more. Sayang. Sayang is all I can say now. I wasted the times when she was alive and not bonded with her enough. I was too immersed with work that I unconsciously took her presence for granted. I miss the times when we used to talk. I miss her stories about her experiences as a teacher. Mom was an educator. She is the epitome of what a teacher should be.
I’m also reviving my regular column here on a weekly basis. As in the past, I will be covering anything under the sun. Most of the topics will be brief but it can grow to a separate blog post. Read on…
