To my Mom

My other reason for making this blog is because of my mother. To tell you frankly, we weren't as close before as we are now (irony), at least that what I feel. Now, that she's a thousand mile away I not only miss her, but our relationship has actually grown stronger. Before this we only talked once every two weeks, and even then we'd only talk the usual things. There wasn't any actual bonding, and I include myself as a reason, let me expain.

Others may not understand, but I know a lot of Filipino's who can relate to this. My mother is an OFW, overseas Filipino worker. She's currently working in Dubai as a manager. She's left me and my brother to our grandmother's care. My younger half-brothers in the care of their father. It's been difficult for all of us, especially Martin, the youngest. I alway here him call for mama. As the eldest I took more responsibilities in taking care of them. I couldn't imagine what they could feel, so I do my best to make it easier.

I understand why she's working so far away. OFW aren't uncommon. Salary is better there, and Dubai is one of the safer places to work in the middle east. She sends us money regulary and we still chat online once a week. I'm very blessed and thankful for having such an amazing woman to be my mother.

But the fact is, I miss her. Call me selfish, but you can't blame me. I'm grateful for her, but I wish she could be here. I wish she could be playing with Matthew and Martin right now. I wish i wouldn't have to worry what was happening in Dubai just to know that she was safe. I wish time would go faster so that she could come and visit. I wish we would win the lotto so that no one in my family has to work again. I love her and I'm thankful for her sacrifices but I wish she was back home with us.