It's my mom's birthday today. She would have been 51. I can't believe it has been 2 years since she's gone.
I still remember the last time I held her hands..they were pale and cold. Cancer has taken over her body. She was losing the fight. I asked her what she wanted to eat..she requested for lechon, fried rice, and cake for dessert. It was a 30 mins drive to the nearest bakery so I decided to get her ice cream instead. How I wish I bought her cake that day.
She wanted me to take her to the beach...she loves to watch the sunset and feel the breeze. With her frail body, I refused to take her. I told her I will bring her next time when she's feeling better. It was a wishful thinking.
There was no way she's getting better. Cancer has spread all over her body and I knew her days were numbered but I still prayed for a miracle to happen.
I wish you can just magically will for something to happen. Like close your eyes for a second and everything will be fine by the time you open it.
I deeply regret not telling her how much I love her. I was kind of stoic and definitely not the type to show affection to my parents.
Now I'm just like one of those people who would cry on their parent's graves and tell them how sorry they were etc. Pretty pathetic huh?
If any of you still have your parents around, pls tell them you love them everyday. Spend time with them, cherish every moment with them. They won't be here forever. Make every moment count.