Mother's love is unconditional.
We enjoy all the laughs and giggles, but we also embrace tantrums and aggression with no hatred and regrets.
We love seeing you blossom into someone that shows full potential, but we also accept the failures and constantly help you face the challenges on your way.
We are enthusiastic when you learn new skills, but we always have room to offer when you seem lost and have no idea where to go.
We look forward on having our "me" time when you sleep or take a nap, but we are more than happy to offer cuddles throughout the night when you are having a hard time resting.
We are ecstatic when you finally learn how to tell us what you feel, but we can still understand you through our hearts when you can't find the right words.
We are so proud when all the people love to be around you because you are sweet, smart and adorable, but we will never let you feel unwanted nor undesirable when the whole world doesn't seem to understand what is going on.
We look forward on seeing you grow old, but we will offer all that we have just to have another minute to see you as a child again.
I am a mother, and my love for you, my son, is unconditional.
-R.S.
They say you have to have an insane amount of strong emotions inside to make something. Whether it's a poem, or a song, or even compose a music, strong emotions as inspiration is a must.
The last time I did write a letter was more than a decade ago. Nung yung strong emotions pa na nararamdaman ko is something na first time ko palang maramdaman. After I had a couple of relationships, gradually nawala rin ang interes ko sa pagsusulat. I moved here in Australia, got married, eventually got pregnant.. I got busy at work and raising my then baby that I haven't thought of any words to describe how intense my life had been for the past couple of years.
Then my son got diagnosed with Autism, something that I already know in the back of my mind simply because I am his mother and I can't deny the fact that he is not like other children. He is different, in a literal sense. He's got a body of a 4 year old, but his mind and soul barely reaches 3. I stay strong and rational. But oftentimes I need to release all the pressure of the sickening pain that's inside me. Maybe I do not say it loud often but more times than not, I blame myself for giving birth to a child that is not mentally ready to face the world. Thus, this poem.
Mahal na mahal ko tatay mo Nathan pero hindi ko sya kailanman naagsulat ng tula. Gusto ko lang malaman mo na kahit ano pang mangyari at kahit ano pang future ang meron ka paglaki mo, nandito si mama palagi. Sukdulang subuan kita gang sa tumanda ka gagawin ko. Basta pangako mo na magiging malusog ka at walang sakit. Yun lang ang gusto ni Mama, anak. Kung mabasa mo man to pag malaki ka na, gusto kong malaman mo na kahit ano ka pa, kahit ano pang marating mo, or kahit wala kang marating.. basta masaya at malusog ka, masaya narin ako. Mahal na mahal kita, Nak.
:)