Just hi

Dear Mama,

    I want to write a letter, but I don't know what to say. I mean, what to say that won't burden you. You should be resting already and I should not be bothering you.

    It's Saturday evening, almost midnight. Edgar is not yet home, Mama. He is out with his officemates. He attended a birthday party and his last message was they went out for coffee. He'll probably be home in a while, Mama.

    I'm waiting for the arrangement of my latest song that I will release for my birthday, Mama. I'm spending money again for my whims. I'm sorry, Mama. This will be the last one. After this, I will stop spending on my songs.

    That's all I can say for now, Mama. I really just wanted to say hi. I miss you, Mama. I wish I can hug you right now.

    I love you.

                                                                                                     Daddy

Anxiety attack... again

Dear Mama,

    I'm having anxiety attack again. I don't like this, Mama. When I feel like this, it seems like something will go wrong. Or worse, everything will go wrong.

    I'm so tired of feeling this, Mama. I want this to stop. Help me.

                                                                                                        Daddy

Happy Easter, Mama!

Dear Mama,

    Happy Easter!

    It's Easter Sunday, Mama and it's also the last day of the very long weekend. We did not go out during the long break, Mama. We just stayed home. I slept and was doom scrolling most of time, save for a few laundry and other house chores, I don't think it was productive break on my part, Mama. I was not even able to clean the clutters I planned on cleaning. 

    If it was any consolation, I was able to release my second song on Spotify, Mama. Which of course meant I spent money again on my crazy dream. I don't even know if it's worth it, Mama. I'm happy that I was able to release my song, but I also feel guilty for wasting money. It felt like I was so selfish, Mama. And to add to that, I don't even get streamed much, Mama. Just like my books on Amazon, nobody notices my creations. What do I expect? I am not famous.

    Anyway, that's all for now, Mama. I don't know if we'll go out later. I'm not sure, Mama. But it's too hot right now. Summer is really here.

    Until my next letter, Mama. I miss you.

    I love you, Mama.

                                                                                                    Daddy

First day of the Holy Week break

Dear Mama

    It's Thursday, 8:30 a.m. here and it's the first day of our Holy Week break. For Edgar and I, at least because Ralph still have work until Friday. He just arrived from work, Angel is preparing our breakfast, or most probably, brunch, and Edgar is still sleeping in his room, Mama.

    I received the final mixed copy of my second song this morning. It might have been sent late last night, but I just saw it this morning. I will be uploading it today on my Distrokid account, Mama. Hopefully, it will be live on Spotify tomorrow. The title of the song is Table For One. An English song this time. The first one I uploaded, Ingat Ka, was Tagalog.

    We have no plans for the Holy Week break, Mama. Probably we'll just stay home. Primarily because Ralph don't have a break. It's regular working day for them for the whole week. I'm looking forward to some cleaning and decluttering. I also plan to learn more about music production. That is if the procrastinator within don't get the better of me again, Mama.

    That's all for now, Mama. I'm excited for the breakfast being prepared by Angel. Wish you're here and join us. I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                            Daddy

Angel's second day of cooking

 

Dear Mama,

    It's the second day, or night, that Angel cooked our dinner. She cooked fried pork liempo, Mama. I must say their quite good. They are crispy and well cooked. Better than what I usually come up with when I fry pork, Mama. 

    I had dinner late, though. I went out before 7 p.m. and came home around 8 p.m. Angel and Ralph are already finished taking their dinner when I arrived, and they just left some for me and Edgar, who also came home late. I went to the recording studio to record my second song for Spotify, Mama. I spent money again for my whim. I'm sorry.

    Ralph is now preparing to go to work, Mama. Edgar came home around 9 p.m. He had a meeting that is connected with his being a financial advisor.

    Tomorrow is our last day of work before we take our Holy Week break, Mama. We have no plans because Ralph have to work even on Maundy Thursday and Good Friday because he is handling an American client in his work.

    I that will be all for now, Mama. I miss you.

    I love you, Mama.

                                                                                                    Daddy

Angel cooked our dinner tonight

Dear Mama,

    I just finished washing the dishes and Ralph is now preparing for work. Angel cooked our dinner tonight, Mama. She cooked nilagang baboy and it was good. Nobody helped her in the kitchen, Mama. Probably she asked Edgar for the procedures or she searched for it on the Internet. She said she also prepared a list of food she'll be preparing for the week. Yes, Mama, Angel will be cooking for the whole week. Edgar cannot cook yet because we don't want him to strain his left arm which is not yet fully healed, Mama. That is probably the reason why Angel volunteered to cook. It's just Monday, let's see if she really can cook for the whole week.

    I already received the second song I asked to be arranged, Mama. Tomorrow, I'll be recording the vocals, and have it mixed so I can release it the soonest. Am I stupid to want to release my original songs, Mama? I know I don't really have a good singing voice, but I have no choice. I have no one to sing my songs. If only my voice was as beautiful as yours, Mama.

    Anyway, that's all the update I have for now, Mama. I wish I can hug you right now. I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                                Daddy

Celebrated Edgar's birthday

Dear Mama,

    We celebrated Edgar's birthday via staycation in Oasis Hotel. We checked in yesterday courtesy of Ralph. I was hesitant about it because I was worried about the house, the cats, and the expenses involved. But all our three children really wanted it, Mama, especially Angel. So, I have no choice but to just let them, and I thought I also need that rest. I was still worried about the house, Mama but I really tried my best to distract myself.

    Edgar and I played billiard in afternoon, afterwards we took a dip in the pool, Mama. Ralph joined us rather late in the afternoon, while Angel slept in the room. In the evening we went out to eat and we had samgyupsal, Mama, and then we went to Starbucks before we went back to our room to sleep.

    This morning, we had our breakfast in Maranao and rested in our room again before we checked out at 12 noon. We then went home and again slept for the rest of the afternoon. We had dinner at home courtesy of Edgar who ordered food delivery. Edgar also received a cake from his supervisor in insurance, and had it after dinner, Mama.

    And that was all about Edgar's birthday celebration, Mama. I wasn't able to share in the expenses because I had no more money since I paid for a Tablet as my gift for Edgar. It would have been a happier celebration if you were here, Mama. We miss you.

    I love you, Mama.

                                                                                                    Daddy

Almost Edgar's Birthday

Dear Mama,

    A few days more and it will Edgar's birthday. They are planning to have a staycation, Mama. I'm a bit skeptic, and at the same time embarrassed or feeling awkward, Mama because I cannot share in the expenses. I'm also worried about Ralph's finances because he's been shouldering most of the expenses during our R&R. I hope I can have a windfall or something so I can help him, Mama.

    We had quite a few struggles last weekend, Mama. First Edgar's gout made its presence felt last Saturday, and he couldn't walk. Worse, he was outside when it manifested itself. He had to take a Grab car on the way home, Mama. Then Angel, for reason we don't know, was chilling last Sunday afternoon. Edgar called me and said Angel was shivering in his room where she took a nap. It wasn't even cold that day, Mama. I doubled her blanket, gave her paracetamol, put another jacket on top of her blankets, and also gave her the heat pad, until she finally calmed down and fell asleep. Later that evening, it was like nothing even happened, Mama.

    Meanwhile, Ralph is still having his cough and asthma attack. Last night, he was suddenly having difficulty breathing again he had to take his inhaler twice. He didn't even do anything that would cause him to get tired, Mama. Me, on the other hand, had another anxiety attack last night. I did not even know what caused it, Mama. I felt cold, almost feverish, and I can't relax. I cannot even stay still. It took a while before it subsided, Mama. And I still had no idea why it happened.

    Aside from those that I mentioned, it was as usual for us, Mama, together with the cats inside and outside the house. So, that will be all for now, Mama. I wish you were here. I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                Daddy