
This year, we celebrated
Christmas without Mommy. Our first Christmas without her, my first Christmas
without her.
There are of course so many
reasons to be happy about this Christmas season, but the loneliness and
emptiness of missing Mommy filled my entire Christmas season and I always find
myself looking through all the memories I had with her.
I terribly miss her…
in all forms
and in every reason.

We will even go to Quiapo and 168
to look for additional decors that will match the colors and designs of the
curtains and pillow cases.
I miss her thoughtfulness during this season. She sees to it that we will celebrate Christmas happily. She will buy me and my sister as well as my daddy stuff we will use for the celebration. She will buy her apos clothes, shoes, clips, etc. to be worn during Noche Buena and Media Noche. The candies and give aways for the kids are already prepared then. We are busy window shopping at SM malls. Afterwards, we will together wrap the gifts and happily place it under the Christmas tree.

Then I can see her smile, the joy
and happiness of celebrating it with us. When Christmas countdown, you will
hear her call us, “Jheng, kain na, tawagin nyo na si daddy nyo. Nasan na sina Nica at Janelle? Tawagin nyo na si jaramine saka yung mga bata.” And all of us
will gather around the table eating and sharing the foods we cooked.
Around that table is a family
that ate, talked, shared stories and laughed together. Oh, how I miss you,
Mommy….I really miss you. We all miss you.
But this Christmas, we celebrated
it without her. We were happy, we tried to be happy. We did the same
preparation she did while she was with us. But nothing and no one can
take the pain of losing you, Mommy.
I tried not to drop a tear when
we celebrated Christmas. I tried to smile. I tried not to think that you’re not
here anymore. But as I looked into the photos of you during Christmas 2014, I
said to myself you wouldn’t want to see us in pain. You wouldn’t want to see us
enveloped with loneliness. You want us smile. You want us to be happy.
But our Chirstmas will never be the
same without you.
Though it hurts, though it’s sad,
life goes on without you.
Merry Christmas, Mommy! I know
you are celebrating your happiest Christmas with the Lord. Don’t forget to take
a glance upon us through the windows of heaven.
I love you, Mommy and I miss you
so much.
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