Thursday, December 8

" MAMA, I MISS YOU SO ! " by: SShh NOvy Grace




December 7th, 2011 : Wednesday




I really hate Wednesdays!



I stayed home the whole week thinking about how special this time will be for me. Yesterday was an important day for me. I locked myself up in my room and, while loud music was playing in the background, I collected my thoughts then grabbed a pen and a piece of paper.


So, this goes out to you, Momma…




It’s been 9 years since GOD called you back to His home, Ma. And life has never been the same without you. Your little princess longs for you so damn much...



I’ll never forget that smile you gave me each and every morning after I get up. Breakfast’s ready and you start to remind me of everything that needs to be done for the day and, while sipping your coffee, you begin to teach me words of wisdom that always left their mark in my heart and shaped me into who I am now..



You bring me then pick me up from school, check my notes, help me do my homework. And what I really miss is our afternoon routine of arguing with each other about how I should take a nap, or read a book, or how I shouldn’t play out in the sun too long coz of all the lice on my head. It’s funny, Ma, how I’m missing those days... And of course since I was so young, I never wanted to take an afternoon nap. I preferred to go out and play with my buddies who were already waiting for me outside; play till I was bone-weary. The other reason I didn’t wanna stay put was because I knew that if I letcha touch my head I’d start to feel sleepy all right..



But then you’d win! Ha-ha! Cuz you knew I was so curious about everything, you’d start to tell me stories about different people around the world. That’d grab my attention and right then you’d get the encyclopedia, hand it over to me and let me read it. I’d do as I was told, not noticing that lil by lil my eyelids are getting heavier until I do fall asleep and there you go, Ma! YOU WIN! Ha-ha! (I read, you took the lice off my head and I slept!) You brought me up with the same routine every afternoon of my elementary school days.



But since you left, a lot of changes have taken place but no-one can ever replace you in my heart... I won’t forget how you molded me. Each and every time I cried, how you taught me to be strong especially when I get older. I can still recall all the long explanations you had for me every time I asked you that three-letter question: WHY? Why? Why? Why? On just about everything... How you equipped me with Prayers and how you built my world through Faith in GOD... How you taught me to listen to the true voice of my HEART.



Today I spent all my energy reminiscing and missing you, Ma. I was supposed to finish this before the sun went down but these past few days insomnia hasn’t let me sleep even just a wink until today; today I finally woke up past 10 am with a crying hug from a weary heart, one that needed to be comforted.. So I took the chance to cheer up that person’s soul and help someone in need just as you taught me...



‘Know what, Ma? Since you left, life has never been the same and I know it’ll never, ever be.. I’ve been through a lot of pains, sleepless nights, tears and hardships.  I’ve met a lot of different kinds of people who’d both been good and bad to me. I experienced all the negative and positive things in life just like you told me when I was young…



Whenever I need a hug, a kiss and a bit of comfort, I think of you…I miss you…



Hmm… Ma, can you still remember the last morning that we talked before you left? I sat in front of you then you held my hands and looked deep in my eyes. I can still feel those tired old hands of yours that held me when you said: “Grace, my child, even though I couldn’t give you all the material things in this world, always remember that when it came to prayers I never forgot to give you many.”



I never suspected that those would be the last words and that that would be the last time to hear the most beautiful voice in the world for me... I really miss you, Ma…



Ma, it’s our favorite time of the year again (December).  I remember how you used to say to me: “December’s here, my child. What do you want on your birthday?” Recalling your voice, I wonder if there’s anyone in the world who could ever ask me the same question, in the same voice as my momma’s. ~ :-) ..  



Whew! Today is the 9th death anniversary of Momma, exactly a day before my birthday… the time of the year when, if I could make just one wish…



It would be to drink a cup of coffee with Momma when I wake up…



*Note: I just edited this essay a bit. It was written by my dear friend, G, on the eve of her birthday. You can get in touch with her through Facebook at: 





HAPPY BIRTHDAY, G!!!!! ;-)

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