Okay,I wanted to write novel that will outplace J.K Rowling and Stephanie Meyer. Well,that's what I thought not until I grabbed my notepad and started writing my epilogue have I realized,it's not as easy as I thought so I ended writing my dream instead. A WALK TO REMEMBER While waiting for mom,I sat on a park bench when I've noticed a cute little girl playing nearby.She was so happy in her own little world.Everything she sees seemed to amazed her and that made me smile watching her.She saw a colorful butterfly and she gleefully followed it where ever it goes.She tried to catch up running to and fro when she stepped on and tripped scrapping her toes. I run to her aid quickly.She was sobbing in pain but seemed to control herself from crying.I helped her get up and take a look at her bleeding toes.I tried blowing the wound gently just like how mom use to do every time I fall.The girl look at me still teary eyed.I smiled at her and she smiled back.I wiped her tears and asked if she loves butterflies.She nodded and smiled sweetly.I took her hand and walked her to her mom who didn't even noticed the little girl scrapped her knee because she's busy on her phone the whole time. What's your name sweetheart? I asked."Bella" she said shyly."Oh,that's a beautiful name.Did you know that Bella means beautiful?" Oh,really? Her eyes widened in amazement.Yes,always remember that you're beautiful.Her mom finally noticed us and met us halfway.She immediately kissed and hugged her little girl asking if she's alright.Of course she's not alright.That's what I don't understand when you hurt and they ask you if you are alright when obviously you're not.
She told me she has to bring Bella to the clinic just to make sure her wound is clean.I bid them goodbye.The girl looked back to me one more time before getting in the car and waved sweetly.I playfully gave her a flying kiss and she giggled.I was grinning when I didn't noticed mom was on the bench waiting for me."You seem very happy darling" mom said."Yeah,I suddenly felt like a big sister to Bella".And for some reason,I desperately wanted to have a baby! I told mom I long for a younger sister or brother.I sometimes fantasize playing with them and imagine playing the role of a big sister .I always wonder how it felt to have a sibling.I asked her if there's still a chance for me to have a sibling after thirteen years.I sometimes envy my classmates or friends when they talk about their brothers and sisters.They have these unique crazy but happy stories about their siblings that I desperately wanted to experience.I heard my mother laugh."Is that all you want to tell me dear?".I was puzzled.She told me,she loved having one in ages it's just that things are complicated. I was in my sophomore year one afternoon, my mother fetched me in school and seemed to be in high spirits. "You seem so happy today mom,what's up?" I said puzzled."Well,today I have a good news! " she said excited.Really,I hope it's not too much to take" I smiled.It was rainy afternoon and the weather was really a bit cold.We drop by at a Chinese restaurant for a hot noodle soup."So,are you going to tell me?" I said almost pleading. HOW MY PARENTS MET My grandfather was a hard working gardener and grand mother was a care giver.To make ends meet,grandma has to go abroad since there was a mass hiring of nurses overseas opened during her time.It was a very tough decision but It was the best option they could come up with.Mom has a brother and a sister.Mom is the youngest.My grandmother worked as a caretaker Canada for 10 years .She had to stay abroad until all her children finished college and started working on their own. My grandfather took care of everything from household chores to bills to budgeting allowances.It's hard for him to take all the parenting responsibility but I think he managed well for the past ten years.I guess it runs in the family because my mom possessed that character. Mom's older brother was a pilot and she is very close to him among all her siblings.One time,her brother took her for a free ride and she had a great time.She decided to shift course and become a flight stewardess instead.Mom is a natural entertainer.She has a natural beauty and deep dimples.She has also the sweetest voice and always wears a smiling face.She's beautiful and stand out but lots of women don't feel insecure around her.They don't even want to compete her.Mom has a natural charisma that will make anyone like her easily. Her sister is working as an accountant. According to my dad,mom is more interesting.There was a combination of fierceness and compassion in her eyes which are two different things.She can easily negotiate or convince anyone but it's also easy to fall in love with her.Like when she talks to someone,she looks straight in the eye.Dad said she fall in love with her eyes and her ability to see through him. ONE FLIGHT FULL DAY "What do you mean you can't make it? I'm already at the airport and the plane will leave in 10 minutes!" the man seemed flustered and disappointed.He was in line waiting for his turn.His voice was getting louder.A flight stewardess was watching him in between side glances while assisting the other passengers.He shut his phone and was in deep thought.He seemed torn between taking or cancelling his scheduled flight. "Excuse me Sir,the plane will leave in five minutes" .He almost jerked in place for the unexpected interruption.He look up to the flight stewardess and smiled."Thank you,yes..ahm..I mean..Yeah...Of course" he said almost undecided.She led him to his designated seat and plane boarded to the Caribbean.The man she spoke with earlier was so silent and was obviously in deep thought again."A penny for your thought sir?" the stewardess jokingly interrupted.She smiled sweetly at him but the man just starred at her for quiet a long time before he was able to retrieve himself."Sorry,do you..I mean what..Do you need something ?" He said stuttering.My mom chuckled and said "You stole my line,I'm suppose to ask you if you need anything sir".The man laugh at how stupid he sounded."No,Thank you Miss ...." searching for mom's name tag but he can't almost read it from where he was."Miss Yna" my mother interrupted."Oh,I'm Brix! He nervously introduced himself to the flight stewardess."Thank you Yna but I'm alright.I'll call your attention if I need anything" he smiled. I'm loved and my parents never argued in front of me.My parents are good providers.Unlike other families,divorce was never an option between mom and dad.They always talk when there are having problems.It's amazing how their relationship worked despite dad's busy life due to his endless business engagements.Every time dad comes home,he would bring something special for me and mom.I remember always excited waiting for dad to come home after an out of town business trip because I always knew he would get something special for me and mom.He use to call us his angels. My dad is a businessman.He is one of the share holders of the countries biggest business.I really don't understand his work at all.But I remember him saying,I don't need to understand if I'm not interested in business .I rarely see dad at home.Probably,the longest I can be with him was 1-2 days per week.But no matter how loaded his schedule was,he never skip his responsibility as a father and a husband.He was so thoughtful and loving.He was my super hero.I sometimes tell my friends my dad is the real Superman because he can almost do everything just for me.The best dad in the world! Mom is very understanding and caring.There's so much warmth in her that made dad's business partners envy him.Most them were either divorced or having marital issues .I sometimes imagine mom as my guardian angel.Mom quit working after she got pregnant.She had devoted her time just for me.We don't have nanny or helpers at home.Dad of course wanted to hire a helper but mom objected.Mom would like to do all the household chores by herself since there are only three of us.She believed that it would be our best bonding time.She wanted to create good memories for me.Together we would bake cookies or cook dinner.When I was a toddler,she would let me cut the veggies.She always allow me to assist her in whatever she's doing.She's not distracted with my presence.In fact,she loves my curiosity.We cut designs out of the veggies or bread we bake.We would wash the dishes together.We would create bubbles from the dish washing liquid and play on them.She would let me soap the dishes because I enjoy the bubbles and she would be the one to wash and dry them.We really had a good time together.Sometimes,when I'm sleeping she would sneak into my room and playfully blow on my stomach making an awkward noise.I would be tickled so I would giggle and we both laughed hard.Mom is a combination of fun and crazy and I want her beside me all the time. Most of my classmates hated being escorted by their parents specially during social occasions.Others feel embarrassed when their parents kissed them in school or in front of their friends.Others don't even want their parents to fetch them after school.Definitely,they don't want their parents to sneak on their facebook or twitter or instagram. Most of my girls my age were very secretive to their parents specially on crushes or boyfriends.Well not for me because I told mom everything.She was my best friend,my confidant and my guidance councilor.I would tell her about my troubles in school.My crushes and my girlfriend fights.I would tell her about my friends including those who are in trouble.I have friends who were facing the consequences of their parent's divorce.Most of them turned to drugs or endless relationships.Sex was their main therapy.As early as thirteen or fourteen I bet I'm the only virgin in school.They sometimes tease me a lesbian because I never had any relationship with anyone.I'm physically attractive and boys will attempt to befriend me every time but I would just ignore them.Some of my girlfriends envy me or worst hated me because I'm too boring.I never did something wild.But I'm fine because I don't need to be defined by this society to be cool. My first high school best friend became my enemy.It was a crazy story but it destroyed us.She was into this guy who happened to be into me.I never like this guy anyway.But the guy did everything he can to get closer to me.Knowing my best friend fancied him,he used my BFF to get closer to me.After sometime he became my friend and we get really close.But I never wanted anything from him than his friendship.I don't have any idea at that time that he really liked me so I thought he was being just so sweet and gentleman.It became an issue between me and my best friend.She felt like out of the friendship zone.The following day,I was so shocked because I was the headline of our school gossip.I was regarded as the new school slut and opportunist.I hated her for what she did and I decided to end my friendship with the guy too.I transferred to another school because I don't want to see her again.I'm just so sad our friendship was destroyed because of jealousy and lie. I never heard of them ever since.I lost my best friend but I found a new one-my mom.In fact,I didn't feel lonely because my mom was always there for me.I don't know how she did all those stuff.Like she knew exactly what to tell and how to make me feel better.She talk to me like a real friend and not the typical mother who scolds and trying to solve the problem for me.She will just listen most of the time,ask how I'm feeling and will let me decide what to do.She would wait for me to ask her opinion before she would give me pieces of advice.When I feel really sad,she would take me out.We would do something fun and crazy and I feel better again. Most parents would always tell their kids not concentrate on studies .Some parents strictly prohibit their kids from entering relationships while studying.But the more they are warned by their parents,the more my friends became sneakier and secretive.When I was ten,I once asked my mom out of curiosity if I can have a boyfriend .I was expecting sort of "you're too young" sermon.But her answer surprised me and made me adore and respect her even more."I trust you" she said."I know you know what's best for you.I know you're smart and responsible and whatever your choices are,it's up to you".I kissed her and told her I'm just testing her.In fact,I can't imagine myself being in a relationship that young."Aww,too bad! I thought my little girl will finally let me meet her knight in shinning Armour" she said pretending disappointed."Mom,I can see your smile from here" I teased her.She laughed and hugged me tight."See,like mother like daughter.I know I can trust you.You are your mother's daughter" she said proudly looking me in the eye.The trust I see in my mothers eye is genuine.The joy she had and the laughter we shared is priceless.Starting that day,I promised myself to be always careful and responsible in my decisions.I wanted her and dad to be always proud of me.It's the only thing I can do to repay them.I concentrated in my studies.My high school life has always been between home and school.I was the good daughter.Most specially,no matter what they tell ,I won't be pressured at all. Everything about my life is an open book to my mother.I don't care If my peers tease me as mama's girl which is strange because usually girls are more attached to their fathers.I'm both close to mom and dad but since mom was with me all the time,our relationship is deeper.I adore and respect my mom more than anybody or anything else in the world.She's my angel.Daddy is my super hero but I have a deeper connection with mom.She can tell if I'm not feeling better.Or if I'm hiding something.She knew when to speak up or when to leave me alone.Sometimes she would talk about her work experience as a flight stewardess.I can sense her excitement every time she talks about it.I bet she missed being a stewardess.But all time favorite was how she met dad.I use to ask mom to tell me her love story over and over again.It is my favorite love story. to be continued...
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