Dear Mama,
Today is tough. The world is at standstill because of this deadly virus. Jan and I are stuck at home, with thoughts of sunshine and cool wind in our minds. I’ve been growing my plants like how you used to do it in our backyard. I am so amused that my love for all things lively & green, a.k.a plants, has rubbed off on Jan. We think of the beautiful weather in spring and the wonderful opportunities to grow some herbs and flowers. But alas, that has to wait.
We’ve been trying to hone our cooking skills— preparing dishes that I would have never thought I would be making. But what else can you do when you’re just at home and waiting for news when it’s finally safe to go out.
We’ve been doing some spring cleaning— finally had the time to go over our belongings and figuring out whether they’re still of use or time to say goodbye. We were complete opposites, you being a hoarder (I’m sorry, but it’s true), and me, a minimalist. I just really dislike clutter.
Siiiiigh, what else is there to do today that will also get my mind off of missing you? You’re everywhere. You’re in the smell of the hot coffee I make in the morning. You’re in the quiet dark corner when I get my midday siesta. You’re in my evening teleserye. I am comforted by the thought that someday, somehow we will see each other again. I pray this time things are better for you. You’re happy and pain-free.
Today is tough. The world is at standstill because of this deadly virus. Jan and I are stuck at home, with thoughts of sunshine and cool wind in our minds. I’ve been growing my plants like how you used to do it in our backyard. I am so amused that my love for all things lively & green, a.k.a plants, has rubbed off on Jan. We think of the beautiful weather in spring and the wonderful opportunities to grow some herbs and flowers. But alas, that has to wait.
We’ve been trying to hone our cooking skills— preparing dishes that I would have never thought I would be making. But what else can you do when you’re just at home and waiting for news when it’s finally safe to go out.
We’ve been doing some spring cleaning— finally had the time to go over our belongings and figuring out whether they’re still of use or time to say goodbye. We were complete opposites, you being a hoarder (I’m sorry, but it’s true), and me, a minimalist. I just really dislike clutter.
Siiiiigh, what else is there to do today that will also get my mind off of missing you? You’re everywhere. You’re in the smell of the hot coffee I make in the morning. You’re in the quiet dark corner when I get my midday siesta. You’re in my evening teleserye. I am comforted by the thought that someday, somehow we will see each other again. I pray this time things are better for you. You’re happy and pain-free.
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