Dec. 1, 2007, 7pm, and she turned 77. It was actually her first big party. It was a surprise party. She thought we had forgotten all about her. She thought we don't love her. Well, she thought wrong, and did she ever!
"Hindi ko talaga alam." Those were the only words she could say as soon as she saw her amigas in the ballroom. I couldn't hear those words but i could read them through her lips. She looked happy. She was happy, and a little nervous. Her mouth was shaking all throughout the affair. There was plenty of food, but she couldn't eat. I'm sure she was hungry, but she felt full. One thing is certain, she felt loved!
Everyone was there: our neighbors in the subdivision, he co-teachers in public school, her co-handmaidens (don't ask, it's a group of widows thing).... her friends. I'm sure she wished Papa could have been there too. As did I.
But above all, we were all there, her family (save for 1 of my sisters who works overseas). After that night, she never felt alone again. Well, here's hoping she never does.
We love you, Mama!
And (belated) Happy birthday!
Sa December ulet.
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