Remembering Mama
It was May 10, 2003, Saturday, when my mama passed away. I remember the date so well because the following day was Mother's Day. A day that was special to me and mama. I somehow always find a way to celebrate the occasion. Like, I used to buy her a card when I was a little kid. Then when I can afford it, I treat her out. Or buy her favorite food. But on the eve of Mother's Day, five years ago, she left me without even saying goodbye. I remember I went to the hospital that morning and stayed there to take care of my mom (it was my turn to do so). I think my Uncle Bine and I changed mama's diapers. Then my uncle went home to rest. I was left to watch over mama. I remember cleaning her eyes again, putting eyedrops; I remember removing a strip of dried skin off her lips and applying Chapstick on it. I remember that this time around, her lips didn't make an "o" shape as if it were being applied on with lipstick. I remember think...