it's the kind of love i grew up with, by the way. and who else is worthy to give me such kind of love? no other than my mom.
people around us thought we had life very easy. we could. but mom refused to give us that kind of life. our friends and other relatives would sometimes ask, "why can't you have this and that.. i'm sure your mom can afford it." .. well, guess what.. for her, there's no such thing as free lunch.
we were treated, but guided, as if we were young professionals. our allowances per month were like fixed salaries. she would just give us 4k a month, and that's it! we could use it however we want. if we asked more from her, it's considered borrowed. mom would have this journal. it contains the list of how much we borrowed, when we borrowed it, and when we were able to return it. most of the time, we never have to return it. two words - "salary deduction." no allowances during semestral, christmas, and summer breaks, by the way.
she bought us our very first cellphones when i was 16. we only had prepaid because we have to pay our own bills. moreover, she felt we were not ready for a postpaid line. there came a time when she gets irritated whenever we cannot reply. our defense - no load. finally, she was convinced to finally get us a postpaid line as long as we promise to pay our own bills. "deal! it's just like prepaid but without reloading." i said to her. and you guessed it. bills were auto-deducted from our "salary".
| Mom, Faye and I during the Loboc River Cruise |
when i was 14, i was already obliged to wash our own car. it has to be clean whenever my mom would use it on her way to the office. there are no near by car wash stations in our previous place, plus we don't have household help. when i was in the right age to drive, i didn't have free gas whenever i have to use it on my own. i know, gasoline is VERY expensive. that's not a problem. i know how to commute. but mom was against the idea of NOT using the car whenever we go home late. safety reasons. so she didn't have a choice. the only thing she gives for free is gasoline. among others as long as it's her obligation as a parent.
i could go on and on and list everything. but it will take us years. probably 28 years. plus, i'd reserve the mushy parts for my wedding speech.
this tough love made me the person that i am today. i'm probably the simplest person you could ever know. simple in a way that i would easily be contented on what i have. what we can only provide, and still be thankful. i am the person who only wants what i need. because it's only what i needed that my parents provided to me. that's how we were all raised. i don't have big dreams, but i have dreams that are beyond me.
this tough love simulated what it's like to be "out there". it taught me the responsibilities behind owning a new car. because of my bills, i was able to get the hang of managing my expenses. i became disciplined. and i couldn't ask for a better gift. her ways taught us something. it was like an investment. you suffer at first, but you'll reap the benefits in the future.
life would not be nice to you and would always push you around. this tough love prepared me for this kind of life.
to my dearest mother,
thank you for this tough love. trust me, i know of some people who could only wish you were their mother. and trust me, they don't know what they could be getting in to. just kidding!
we may disagree on things almost all the time, but please know that i love you very much!
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!
to my dearest mother,
thank you for this tough love. trust me, i know of some people who could only wish you were their mother. and trust me, they don't know what they could be getting in to. just kidding!
we may disagree on things almost all the time, but please know that i love you very much!
HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!

