Quotes For Daughter Growing Up Mga Nobela at Kwento

sabi ko rito at hinawakan ito sa kamay. "And?" "and I realized I can do many things I didn't imagined I could do." I smiled at her. "You've really grown up anak." iiling iling na sabi nito. "Of course mom, and you always told me that." I winked at her. "Because I'm so proud of you. I am so proud that the daughter of Diane Zegura is creating her own name and achieved at lot of things on her own." she was teary eyed when I looked at her.

Ang inaalala ko ay kung kailan ako pwedeng umalis sa pagkaka-upo ko rito. "Don't tolerate your daughter's bullshits, Aileen! That's why she's growing up with a horn in her head because you are tolerating her excuses!" Dumagundong ang boses ni Daddy sa restaurant. Nagsimula nang magbulungan ang mga tao sa paligid namin. Matalim ang tingin nito kay Mommy na nilalabanan naman din nito gamit ang pagtitig din mismo sa mga mata ni Daddy. Hindi siya nagpatinag. Nakatingin lamang ako sa kanila at pinapanood silang magtalo. "I don't want my daughter to be like you, Aileen. Stop molding her to be yourself. I want her to be prestigious! And to make her like that she needs to be responsible even in smal

masayang sambit ni daddy. Nagpamulsa si Uncle Vlad at muling humarap sa aking ama. "Yes. She was so little when I last saw her. Akalain mo nga naman, tumatanda na talaga tayo," muling sambit ni Uncle Vlad. "By the way, Vlad. Please be good to my daughter. Fresh graduate palang siya at wala pang experience," muling wika ni daddy.

A family who's ready to defend and support me. Biglang pumasok sa isip ko si Lucien. Himigpit lalo ang yakap ko kay dad. I heard dad chuckled because of what I did. "Kalma anak," Lumayo ako kay papa at malapad na ngumiti. "Don't ever let anyone break your soul princess, your too precious to be broke. You have to stand on your own two feet and fight. There are those who would give anything to see you fall, never give them the satisfaction, hold your head up high, put a smile on your face and stand your ground. Show them what you've got."

I'm really glad that she was my mom. "Mahal kita anak. Kahit kailan hindi mo'ko sinuway. You become a good daughter. Wala na akong mahihiling pa kundi ang kaligayahan mo. So whatever happened in your life. Don't give up but fight for it dahil pagsubok lamang iyan. Gayahin mo ko, hindi tumatanda." She tried to put humor on it to lightened the mood pero mas lalo akong napahagulgul habang kayakap siya.

Niyakap niya ng mahigpit ang ama. "Dad, fogive us... nagpadala kami sa damdamin namin, nagpadala kami sa tukso. Kung naging mas matatag sana kami... kung mas maaga naming pinutol ang nararamdaman namin... kung hindi sana kami muling nagkita... kung hindi nalang sana ako umuwi... baka hindi hahantong sa ganito, hindi ka sana masasaktan. I'm a bad daughter dad!... sarili ko lang ang iniisip ko! huhuhu!"

Hindi ko na napakinggan pa ang ibang kwento ni Millie hanggang sa tuluyan nang bumalik sa playground ang mga bata kasama niya. Bumaling ako kay Enver na ngayon ay nakayuko habang sapo niya ang kanyang noo. “Are you okay?” Huminga siya ng malalim pagkuwa’y inangat ang tingin sa mga batang naglalaro. “I just realized that having a daughter is not really easy. I need to protect her from boys.” Natawa ako sa sinabi niyang iyon at napailing na lang. “Well, pwede naman sigurong gumawa tayo ng makakatulong mo diyan, hindi ba?”

“Your daughter is at the right age now. She’s not a little fragile Bella anymore. I saw how tough she was. Para siyang bakal na nakatanggap ng nagbabagang apoy at maraming pukpok ng martilyo kaya naging matibay.” “My little girl…” his voice cracked, and his eyes were now misty. “I can’t accept she’s a big girl now. Parang kahapon lang palagi pa siyang nakadikit sa akin. Palaging gusto akong kasama para matali ko ng maganda ang buhok niya.” “You don’t have to worry; she can handle herself very well. Ilang taon na kinaya niyang mag-isa. What more now, that we’re here for her?”

Her mom was hugging the innocent fourteen-year-old her, then, head lying in her mom’s chest while she was weakly combing her natural wavy and long auburn hair until she heard her mom’s final heartbeat, her mom’s very last breath. “Dad, you’re an awful singer.” Natatawa niyang komento sa sintunadong boses ng ama. Lumakas ang kanyang hikbi habang patuloy na pinagtatawanan ang ama. “You’re such a bad daughter for insulting your father’s singing voice. Am I that really bad, sweetheart?” “I’m afraid yes, father.” She stopped chuckling when she sneezed. Nagsisimula na rin ang sipon niya. It was terrible!

“Your daughter is at the right age now. She’s not a little fragile Bella anymore. I saw how tough she was. Para siyang bakal na nakatanggap ng nagbabagang apoy at maraming pukpok ng martilyo kaya naging matibay.” “My little girl…” his voice cracked, and his eyes were now misty. “I can’t accept she’s a big girl now. Parang kahapon lang palagi pa siyang nakadikit sa akin. Palaging gusto akong kasama para matali ko ng maganda ang buhok niya.” “You don’t have to worry; she can handle herself very well. Ilang taon na kinaya niyang mag-isa. What more now, that we’re here for her?”