Jokingly, they may be sucking up to me, but I still appreciate the gesture immensely. I have long believed in myself but being validated and appreciated puts icing on the cake. It makes you move forward in times of doubt and despair (just talking about work).
Lolo celebrated his 74th birthday last weekend. We are thankful to the Lord for the second chance at life. We know that both he and Mama are feeling every bit of their age, as various aches and signs of wear and tear are surfacing more often now. As a daughter, I don’t want to admit it, but I have been negotiating with our dear God for more time. Every high blood pressure, every headache, every dizziness that come about forces me to face mortality. I don’t think I will ever be ready, and I want to do everything in my power to ensure that they stay with us longer.
So now we come full circle, with the children now taking care of their parents. They still do take care of us, mostly their grandchildren. But it has fallen on our shoulders to ensure that their needs are all met. I don’t think they will ever stop caring for the grandkids, and so it rests on us to make sure that they are in the pink of health.
Happy birthday Lolo! More happy and healthy years for you and Mama. We love you!
In a parallel universe, I would have been a full time mom, and a driver to boot. It would have been my honor to cater to the every (literal) need of the kids. However, because I have to eke out a living, I treasure moments when I do have the opportunity to bring them to and from school (though the opportunity is not that ideal because I was just on leave because the grandma is sick).
It is a little exhausting moving from one house to another this summer. But after Dad’s surgery and all the “senior moments” complications it entails, we are forever an extended family, and a package deal. We all go where one goes (except to work of course). The truth of the matter is, it is hard to let the folks be alone now as Dad can’t (and I don’t think we would let him ever, but let’s see) drive anymore. What if there was an emergency? What if one of them faints, has an attack, trips and breaks a rib or hip, whatever. Such a paranoid daughter now. But really, it has come to that, that we now take care of our parents. They are by no means helpless, but of course, I would like to give them the comfortable life they deserve.
I miss having my mama around. I am 37 years old, married, with two precocious kids, paying mortgage for a house, hold a quite important position at work, and I am pining for my mama like a 5-year old.
I am telling you that I can and will survive on my own. I can make food, I can ride public transport, I can wash and iron clothes, etc. etc. But I miss mama’s presence at home. Just the presence. That there is an extra pair of eyes watching over my kids.
I am a wife and a mother, but I am still a daughter.
The little girls got lucky again because they got to watch another live show, this time Hello Kitty and friends. I am not so much a fan of the girly cat but I would always take the chance to spend quality time with my babies. And who can say no to free tickets? lol.
They didn’t delight in it as much as they did with the Disney on Ice, probably because Mickey really does have quite a pull with kids. What I liked about the show was the interactive parts when they engage and let the audience join in some parts of the script. There were huge bouncy, lightweight balls that the kids can catch and pass on, then there were the long swaths of cloth that each had to hold so that Kitty can do her fashion pieces.
Frankly, I dozed off on some parts, still I was happy because I didn’t have this much opportunities as a kid growing up. We stayed pretty much at home, going out just to visit family at their homes, but never going out as much as we do now. You could say I am living a second life, and I cannot be more thankful for it.