‘You became my rock’

Tricia Manaog with mom Thelma

Dear Mommy,

The start of the year was tough but bearable because you became my rock—well, you have been ever since, but this time you were my only rock. I knew you were strong but I was still surprised at how strong and composed you were when Dad passed away. I think I was more of a mess, thinking how the two of you had been together since you were in high school.

I only truly understood the concept of unconditional love when I became a mom myself 26 years ago, but I think we are so different. You never yelled or scolded us in public. You never held a grudge or spoke ill of other people, and you always tried to understand the other person’s perspective. There was a time when I was really mad at some people who were insincere toward you, and I asked you, “Why are you still so nice to them?” You replied, “I just don’t want a heavy heart. I chose this life and accepted it. Sometimes I do get sad, but if they really love me, they should accept and understand. I am happy with what we have. I don’t have regrets. Once you decide on something, you should stand by that decision and fight for it as long as you are not hurting anyone.” Hearing your reply, I realized I did get something from you. I stand by my decisions. Two other things you taught me were to live within my means and to distinguish my needs from my wants. These I have passed on to my kids.

I am so grateful that you are my mom. I know I can never be half as good as you, but my kids are so lucky to have you as their grandma.

Happy Mother’s Day to the greatest mom for me! Love you very much!

Love,