Mother Dearest Meaning Novels & Stories

Basta dere-deretyo lang siya sa kanyang pagpasok sa bahay hanggang sa hindi ko na siya nakita. "Madam." Tawag iyon ni mama sa babaeng sumalubong kay Noah. Bagay na agad niyang ikinaharap sa amin nang marinig niya si Mama. Teka Madam? At talaga namang napakurap na lang ako sa ganda ng babaeng nasa harapan namin ngayon. Supistikada ang dating ng mala-anghel nitong mukha. She's at her fourty I guess. But just by looking at her right now, ay talaga namang pati ako ay na-insecure sa sarili ko.

giit ni Mama na mukhang mumurahin na ako. Ngumisi naman si Jesusa sa akin. "Hayaan mo na Mama at inggit lang iyan, kasi ako ang may debut—ay oo nga pala saling pusa ka lang pala dito kaya hindi ikaw ang priority," pang aasar pa niya. Akala mo naman ay apektado ako.

Ramdam na ramdam ko ang guilt sa tono ng mga salitang sinabi ni Mommy. “Alam ko, kung gaano kabait na bata si Charmaine, Danreve.” Napangiti naman ako sa sinabi niya. Totoo naman kasi ang sinabi ni Mommy. Kaya nga ako nahulog sa kanya. Kaya ko siya minahal dahil sa kabaitan niya. “Danreve, hindi niya deserve na gamitin mo, o gawing panakip-butas, para sa pansariling intensyon mo,” mahinahong sabi ni Mommy na nagpawala sa ngiti ko.

"Don't say that mommy! You are the best mom in the world! You never hurt me! Alam ko pong mahal na mahal niyo ako!" Masnapahikbi ako dahil sa mga sinabi ni Andrie. His words really touched my heart. He love me enough as his mother. My heart melted. "Mahal na mahal din kita anak! Ikaw ang kayamanan na mayroon ako! You're my gold and treasure! You're my home!" Bumubuhos lamang ang mga luha ko. Ang sakit sakit sa dibdib! Ang hirap-hirap! Parang sasabog ang dibdib ko dahil sa sobrang sakit!

then my mother hugged my small body and cry silently. “I hope that the moon goddess gave you a mate who will love you eternally and will hold your hand while conquering the world. I hope he will give you the world that you deserve and will stay by your side no matter the circumstances you will have both to face. I hope you will both face the world while still holding your hands. I hope you nothing but happiness and love, Princess… I hope that moon goddess will hear my pleads so that when we are not around you anymore, at least I know that you have the life that I am dreaming for you to have… and that’s to be happy, contented, strong, and full of love…

I know yung mga magulang namin ni Dominic, ulit na masayang pinagmamasdan kami ngayon. Hinarap ni Father ang asawa ko. “God the Father, through his Son, the Virgin Mary's child, has brought joy to all Christian mothers, as they see the hope of eternal life shine on their children. May He bless the mother of this child. She now thanks God for the gift of her child. May she be one with them in thanking Him forever in heaven, in Christ Jesus our Lord.” “Amen.”

masiglang sambit ni Mom at natawa naman ang babae dahil doon. "At ikaw rin, Tisay! Medyo nagmature ka ha pero mas lalong gumanda at pumuti," buwelta nito at bahagyang kinilig si Mom. I couldn't agree more from what she said. I already accepted the fact that Mom is prettier than me. A mestiza, her hair is long and black wavy, her face is round, small and delicate, gifted with upturned eyes and has a beautiful smile. Makes her look lovely and feminine. Her name really suits her which is the Greek Goddess, Aphrodite.

A Mother’s Love A mother’s love for us, Is genuine and true. Incomparable and definitely lasts, A love that is pure and undeniable. She gives tender care and affection, To her children and love ones without condition. She touches lives with compassion, She helps and shares without hesitation. Our world cannot stand without her, She is our wind beneath our wings. Joy and happiness, she always brings, To our life, she is a great defender. She is always there, When we are feeling down. She stands firm and strong, She is our everything.

“M-Mama. . .” “N-No, hindi puwede ito. . . U-Uuwi pa tayo, Anak. . . P-Please, huwag mong iiwan si Mama at Papa,” umiiyak kong turan habang yakap-yakap si Deus Paulo kaya’t puno na ng dugo ang aking maternity dress. “Y-Yabyu po. . .” usal ni Deus Paulo. Mas lalong lumakas ang aking iyak. “I-I love you so much, Anak. . . P-Please, huwag kang bibitaw, okay? H-Hindi ko kakayanin kapag nawala ka sa akin. . .”

“I am fine, Miss—Mama. I don’t need to go to salon. My hair is just fine.” Umiling ito na nagpapakitang hindi to sang-ayon sa kanyang sinabi. “This kind of hair needs treatment. Essere madre non significa necessariamente smettere di prendersi cura di sé stesse.” [translation: Being a mother doesn't always means not taking care of yourself anymore.] Medyo nakaramdam siya ng hiya sa sinabi nito kaya’t napahawak na lang din siya sa kanyang buhok.