Published note below is kinda so last season already. But I thought it would be nice to post it here, in case Mom will finally have the courage to visit this.
You see, I am an email person. I comminucate with friends, fiends, family, classmates, professors, my supervisors, other relatives and of course people I haven't seen in years through email - you know yahoogroups and all the works. As much as posisble, I try to check my email often but then there are certain circumstances that I don't have the luxury to do it, most espcecially if I am stuffed with so much work to do and when I get home, I'd rather sleep and spend "kulitan" time with my siblings than check my email and go surfing.
Receiving email messages (not the hate ones, oh please!) from people I know who are thoughtful enough that they manage to hit me a note or two, never fail to put a smile on my face. Ahhh those forwards? Even if these annoy me, at the end of the day, I am glad that people still care about me.
My 53 year old Mom, is a computer geek. I swear. She knows how to reformat machines (PC and MAC), burn cd's, install programs, update Anti virus softwares installed in our PC and to top it all, she uses YM to chat with her friends and batchmates both from Manila Science High School and Assumption College. She loves to flood my Inbox with all those Inspiring Stories, stress relievers kind of stories and even Erap, Gloria and all those hilarious Gary Lising jokes.
This morning, I received another email message from her. It was actually a poem, am not sure though if she wrote it or just another forward. But nevertheless, I swear, I cried a river as I read this piece. My officemates went crazy when they heard me do the sniff sniff. Haha.
I am at my proudest and cannot thank God enough that me and siblings are blessed with such loving parents.
Here's how her missive goes:
Katrina,
I can't protect you any more.
I can't make your hurt go away.
I tell you I love you and show you I care.
I try to help out when things don't seem fair.
But my power as a mother goes only so far.
I can't always reach the places you are.
I want to be close like we were before,
But you want to move on -- to discover what's more.
When you were a baby, I'd hold you tight,
And keep you forever within my sight.
I could satisfy your every need,
It was an easy time for us indeed.
And when you were a toddler and scraped your knee,
You'd hold out your arms and run to me.
I'd kiss where it hurt and make it feel fine.
A hug and a kiss worked every time.
It was me and your Dad that you always turned to then.
I wish it could be like that again.
But now when you're sad you turn away,
And I don't know what words to say.
You're my little girl, but you're growing up fast.
I feel you slipping from my grasp.
I want to hold on, but I know it's time
For me to let go of this child of mine.
I long to protect you, to shield you from pain.
But I have to remind myself time and again,
That you have to experience life on your own,
While I stand back and leave you alone.
You're still so young, but you've already found
How other people can be mean when I'm not around.
Some people tease you and call you names.
They make fun of you and play cruel games.
I tell you not to worry, that it'll be alright
I tell you to be brave, yet I can't make things right.
I try to listen and to hold you near,
To give you solace and allay your fear.
I try to be there when the going gets tough.
Sometimes growing up can be so rough.
But I also feel proud of the person you are.
I know that you're strong and that you'll go far.
I realize it's time to start letting go.
I've taught you so much of the things that I know.
As you step forward, I'll take two steps back.
It's not easy for me, but I'll soon get the knack.
I'm letting go, but I'll never be far.
You can always reach me, wherever you are.
I watch you proudly as you start on your way.
My love goes with you as we start a new day.
You are one of God's greatest gift to me.
Thank you for making me proud always.
I Love You,
Mommy
You see, I am an email person. I comminucate with friends, fiends, family, classmates, professors, my supervisors, other relatives and of course people I haven't seen in years through email - you know yahoogroups and all the works. As much as posisble, I try to check my email often but then there are certain circumstances that I don't have the luxury to do it, most espcecially if I am stuffed with so much work to do and when I get home, I'd rather sleep and spend "kulitan" time with my siblings than check my email and go surfing.
Receiving email messages (not the hate ones, oh please!) from people I know who are thoughtful enough that they manage to hit me a note or two, never fail to put a smile on my face. Ahhh those forwards? Even if these annoy me, at the end of the day, I am glad that people still care about me.
My 53 year old Mom, is a computer geek. I swear. She knows how to reformat machines (PC and MAC), burn cd's, install programs, update Anti virus softwares installed in our PC and to top it all, she uses YM to chat with her friends and batchmates both from Manila Science High School and Assumption College. She loves to flood my Inbox with all those Inspiring Stories, stress relievers kind of stories and even Erap, Gloria and all those hilarious Gary Lising jokes.
This morning, I received another email message from her. It was actually a poem, am not sure though if she wrote it or just another forward. But nevertheless, I swear, I cried a river as I read this piece. My officemates went crazy when they heard me do the sniff sniff. Haha.
I am at my proudest and cannot thank God enough that me and siblings are blessed with such loving parents.
Here's how her missive goes:
Katrina,
I can't protect you any more.
I can't make your hurt go away.
I tell you I love you and show you I care.
I try to help out when things don't seem fair.
But my power as a mother goes only so far.
I can't always reach the places you are.
I want to be close like we were before,
But you want to move on -- to discover what's more.
When you were a baby, I'd hold you tight,
And keep you forever within my sight.
I could satisfy your every need,
It was an easy time for us indeed.
And when you were a toddler and scraped your knee,
You'd hold out your arms and run to me.
I'd kiss where it hurt and make it feel fine.
A hug and a kiss worked every time.
It was me and your Dad that you always turned to then.
I wish it could be like that again.
But now when you're sad you turn away,
And I don't know what words to say.
You're my little girl, but you're growing up fast.
I feel you slipping from my grasp.
I want to hold on, but I know it's time
For me to let go of this child of mine.
I long to protect you, to shield you from pain.
But I have to remind myself time and again,
That you have to experience life on your own,
While I stand back and leave you alone.
You're still so young, but you've already found
How other people can be mean when I'm not around.
Some people tease you and call you names.
They make fun of you and play cruel games.
I tell you not to worry, that it'll be alright
I tell you to be brave, yet I can't make things right.
I try to listen and to hold you near,
To give you solace and allay your fear.
I try to be there when the going gets tough.
Sometimes growing up can be so rough.
But I also feel proud of the person you are.
I know that you're strong and that you'll go far.
I realize it's time to start letting go.
I've taught you so much of the things that I know.
As you step forward, I'll take two steps back.
It's not easy for me, but I'll soon get the knack.
I'm letting go, but I'll never be far.
You can always reach me, wherever you are.
I watch you proudly as you start on your way.
My love goes with you as we start a new day.
You are one of God's greatest gift to me.
Thank you for making me proud always.
I Love You,
Mommy
