Tribute to my Mum

I lost my nanay (mum) at the tender age of 7 and my tatay (father) just over a year after that. As the youngest in the brood of six, I vaguely understood everything. In order to survive, we were all separated to live in the care of relatives and those who were old enough to work,  laboured in exchanged for food, shelter and a little education. 

Growing up without parents was challenging especially in an environment surrounded with bullies and hostility. My formative years weren't a pleasant experience. I learned to be strong and fight for what little rights I had. When confronted with daunting situations, I wished my mum would appear and rescue me. This is the time when you long for a Mother's love and comfort. Oh how I missed my mother so much; I often thought without her, life seemed meaningless. 

This Mother's Day, I would like to pay tribute to my mum, and my short but vivid memory of her. 

My mother on the right, me (circled), my sister and our cousin. This is the only picture of our mother, our most treasured memory of her. Her name is Salome; she was gentle, kind and graceful and she meant the world to me. Back in those days, life wasn't easy. After a lot of hardships in her life, her frail body succumbed to disease.

Not until I became a mother myself, did I realise what my mother must have gone through.

If I were to choose a flower to symbolise my mother, this white hyacinth is perfect, for its sweet scent is pure and lingers through and through.

Thank you friends for visiting. I would like to wish you all a happy Mother's Day. Hope you get spoilt by your loved ones.

 

Hope to join these fabulous tea parties:

 Sandi for Tea Time http://sandimyyellowdoor.blogspot.com

Martha of Martha's Favorites http://marthasfavorites.com

Terri of Tea time Tuesday http://artfulaffirmations.blogspot.com

Bernideen's Tea Time Blog