After I joined a discussion here regarding aging parents, I came to realize that I miss my mother who passed away more than a couple of years ago. I remember those happy moments that I had with her during my childhood days, those days when I was not a good daughter to her and then to those moments of her sickness until she left us. She was really a good mother to us her children as well as a good grandmother to her grandchildren, good aunt to my cousins, good sister to her siblings and an excellent wife to our father. My father is now 85 and still active. We are talking about my mother so let us set aside my father’s life here.
My mother was an elementary school teacher and I saw all that she did when she was still active in her profession. When I was yet a child, there was no electricity in our area. I guess we had electricity when I was already married. Mama always find time to take care of us though she had a hectic schedule during those days. At night with a kerosene lamp to light her, she wrote her lesson plan. She woke up early and prepare everything for school. When I was in grade 1 until grade 2, she was assigned in the second barrio from our barrio going to the mountains. We were only 3 siblings at that time and our nanny took care of us. When I was in grade 2 another child was born then the next year when I was in grade 3 the fifth child came into existence. I am the eldest, imagine I was eight (8) when my mother had already five (5) children. Then came the advent of birth control so my mother rested for at least 3 years and then our youngest sister arrived. I was 11 or 12 at that time.
Raising six (6) children was difficult, if I were in her shoes, I know I can’t survive. I remember Mama’s sacrifices for us. Early morning she woke up to attend to the needs of all of us. She woke all of us so that we can prepare for school while she did the household chores. Then after school, she tended her pigs. She was engaged in swine fattening. I guess that was her sideline. Then she prepared supper for all of us and after supper and before going to bed she still had to write her lesson plans. There were even times that she sold dried fish in taboan. I really pitied my mother and I was not doing good during my teen-aged years. However, I was able to finish my studies. That was the only gift that I gave to my parents specially to my mother. But my education was the best gift that my parents gave me. If not for this, I would not be what I am today. I have all these because of their sacrifices for me since I was a child.