Tulisan Ibu Romane & Geschichten

Isang hampas sa hita naman ang ibinigay ni Mama sa kan'ya. "Nagbibiro lang si Papa mo 'nak. Pero mas mainam kung tulungan mo s'ya. Kaibigan mo man o hindi kakilala, dapat lagi tayong handa na tumulong sa kanila. I'm so proud sa'yo 'nak kasi nag e-explore kana. Gusto ko s'yang makilala soon." wika ni Mama na masayang nakangiti sa'kin. Nagkwentuhan pa kami nila Mama at Papa tungkol sa kung ano-anong mga bagay bago ko naisipang magpahinga na.

I wonder if her words stood in an ill fitted scrawl on paper (everything she wrote was done on a typewriter). Yes, you guessed right. Geek and all, i can't write for shit. My handwriting has this strange look, like the T's are towering basket-ballers and the C's are monsters trying to eat everyone else. I wonder what she was like. I mean, Dad tries, but there are still these times i wonder what it would have been like to grow up with a mother, those times when i feel like a fundamental part of me is missing.

Hindi ko gawain na manumbat, pero tila sa sinabi niyang iyon hindi ko mapigilan ang sarili ko. Napaawang ang kanyang labi. "A-Anong ibig mong sabihin?" "Kailanman hindi matatawag na maayos ang isang buhay, na walang haligi ng tahanan..." "Dahil ginago niya ako!" Giit ni mama.

It was one of her comfort potions whenever she had dysmenorrhea, or whenever she was stressed. "Mom, you do realize that I'm already a family man now, right?" Ira chuckled, yanking his mother's hand away from his face. "Please stop squeezing my cheek as if I'm still your five-year-old errand boy." "I know, I know," said Helena, tapping his jaw gently. "Nice to see you again, Miguel," his father greeted him, too. That was the latter's pet name for Ira. "Hey, dad. I'm sorry we came late for the family breakfast."

"Bercanda, Bu, mana mungkin anak Ibu yang baik ini sanggup menyakiti perempuan yang dengan susah ngedapetinnya. Memperjuangkannya saja butuh waktu hampir 20 tahun." "Nah itu kamu tahu. Makanya dijaga. Rukun-rukun, ya, kalian anak-anak Ibu." Ibu merangkul kami. "Ayo, sarapan dulu. Ibu masak istimewa buat kalian." "Tia mana, Bu?" "Pagi-pagi dah keluar tadi joging sama tetangga sebelah. Ibu curiga kayaknya Tia ada hubungan khusus sama tetangga sebelah."

She reminded May of the vulnerable woman she used to be. "Mama this is May Iby's friend. The one he said gave him the money for papa's surgery." Ebiere explained. "Oh!" cried Mama Iby, "Thank you so much my daughter. May you never lack any good thing in life, in Jesus name." "Amen." "I bless you for this good you have done to this family." "Amen mama.. It is nothing-" May was saying. Mama Iby cut in, "Don't say that. My daughter it seems like you don't know the good you have done to this family. My husband has been in the hospital for months. I don't have a peace of mind.."

It really helps the book and also helps me as an Author to grow and write better for you. Happy mother's day to all the mummies. With all my love, Evw

' Pasimple na lang siyang napabuntong-hininga at pasimpleng napakamot sa ulo. "Naku siguradong magugustuhan mo dito Son! This place has a lot of good memories. I'm sure marami kang makikilalang mga kaibigan dito. Some of our favorite places are still here," napapangiti na lang ang kanyang mama habang sinasabi yoon. Marahil naaalala ang kabataan ng mga ito "You're right so many memories linger here, kaya naman sinikap kong ma-preserve," She sounded so sentimental habang nakatingin sa kanyang mama.

"Anything?" "There's nothing on the work website, except that my dad got another award." She smiled, nodding as she joined me behind the desk. I tapped a few keys to link to my mother's gallery website. A beautiful picture of her was beside a short blurb, including a link to her blog. "My mother is a blogger," I said, surprised. She was as computer illiterate as my father. At least she was when I still lived with them. How the times have changed.