We weren't able to celebrate

Dear Mama,

    I'm sorry, we weren't able to celebrate today. Edgar is still sick, Angel was out for her medical exam, Ralph was sleeping because he'll be working nightshift, it was raining heavily, and actually, my finances have been depleted. I'm really sorry, Mama.

    We had McDonalds delivery for our dinner today, though. Would that count as a celebration, Mama? I'm not sure if our children are aware of the day, Mama. Although we have been celebrating in previous years. I guess they must have forgotten already. Again, it's my fault, Mama. I'm sorry.

    I wish I can see you tonight, Mama. I need you.

                                                                                                Daddy

Remembering the day we touched the sun

Dear Mama,

    I just woke Ralph up so he can prepare for work, it's 9 p.m. It's raining tonight, Mama. On and off, it would fall strong and then it would stop, and be strong again. Right now, I think it's drizzling, Mama. Ralph is taking a bath. Hoping it won't be raining hard when he leaves later. He's having gout attack again, Mama.

    Tomorrow, we'll be remembering the day we touched the sun, Mama. The day I was finally able to take you to Manila Bay to watch the sunset. It was our first and last, Mama. I was not able to take you back again. I hope you enjoyed our time then, even though the sunset wasn't as majestic as we expected it to be because it was cloudy then.

    Edgar is still not feeling well, Mama. He came home from work sick. He is already sleeping now. He said he won't be working tomorrow, Mama. At least he can rest. Hope he feels better.

    Angel was supposed to have her medical examination this afternoon, but because it rained she was not able to go. She will have it tomorrow instead, Mama. I advised her to go earlier, since rain often falls in the afternoon these past few days.

    That will be all for now, Mama. Happy anniversary!

    I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                            Daddy

Sunday night

Dear Mama,

    It's Sunday night and we just had our dinner. We did not go out tonight like we usually do on Sundays, Mama. Edgar was not feeling well and Ralph slept the whole afternoon. I just woke him up early evening to ask him if he can order food for our dinner because Edgar cannot cook, Mama.

    Angel is not well, Mama. She's feeling cold every now and then. She's taking medicines, Mama. I hope she feels better soon. She'll be having her medical examination to comply with the pre-employment requirement for her new job, Mama.

    As for me, I'm not really accomplishing anything, Mama. If I am not doom scrolling on my phone or tablet, I am either sleeping or playing the guitar. I am not really productive. What else is new, right?

    Anyway, that will be all for this Sunday evening, Mama. Please visit my in my dream.

    I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                    Daddy

Angel has a new job

Dear Mama,

    Angel went out yesterday for her weekly photo therapy session for her skin treatment. She usually goes to cafe after her session, Mama which is okay with me because she's staying at home most of the time.

    Last night, I was surprised when she said they'll be giving them food for dinner so we would not have to wait for her. I was surprised so I asked where she was, and she replied she was applying for a job, Mama.

    When she arrived home at around 10 p.m. and she told me all the details, she also said she was hired and will start on the 25th of May. And she seems to like the job, Mama. It's a call center job, but the account she's handling is finance. I'm just glad she's working again and she seems happy about her new job, Mama. I hope she'll enjoy herself there.

    I just want to share the good news to you, Mama.

    I miss you.

    I love you.

                                                                                                        Daddy

Anxiety, again

Dear Mama,

    I've been having anxiety lately again, and I can't control it. When will I ever get healed, Mama? I'm tired of this.

    I wish you're here.

                                                                                                Daddy

Happy Mother's Day, Mama!

Dear Mama,

    Happy Mother's Day!

    We arrived home earlier around 8 p.m. I just cleaned the cats' litter boxes before I went to bed to rest, but not after writing this letter. Our three children are already resting, Mama. I think Ralph is already asleep.

    We went to SM Clark earlier. Ralph had his hair cut and then we ate dinner at Aling Mila's to celebrate Mother's Day. Of course, it was Ralph's treat as usual. I'm sure you would love what we had ordered, Mama. After dinner, we bought round silvanas from Brownie's because Angel remembered they were one of your favorites.

    We were supposed to have halo-halo but the place where we're to supposed to have them was filled. We just had drinks at the place beside it. We were ordering ice cream, but it was not available so we had to settle for the drinks. While we were there, we noticed that Ralph was already sleeping, Mama. So, we decided to go home so he can rest.

    And that's how we celebrated Mother's Day, Mama. Tomorrow I'll be back to work after a long birthday weekend. I wish you were still here with us, especially during celebrations like this, Mama.

    I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                        Daddy

Officially 58

Dear Mama,

    I'm officially 58. Didn't know I'd reach this far. It would have been better if you were still here, Mama. I'm sorry. It's just that I'm missing you more in times like this, Mama.

    Yesterday, we started the day by doing our grocery shopping. Incidentally, Edgar and Ralph are out today for personal matters, that's why it was a good thing we were able to do it yesterday. Before going to the supermarket, Ralph treated us to breakfast buffet at Park Inn. After groceries we went straight home and just rest for the whole day. 

    In the afternoon, Ralph took us to a massage parlor where all four of us had foot spa and whole body massage. Then we had dinner at nearby Yellow Cab before going home. And that's just how my birthday went, Mama.

    My latest song finally was live today in Spotify, Mama. It took longer than usual. I thought I would be able to promote it on my birthday, unfortunately it just came live this morning. Or probably late last night when I was already asleep.

    Tomorrow's Mother Day, and it's just reason for us to miss you more. Happy Mother's Day, Mama!

    I love you.

                                                                                                            Daddy

Counting down

Dear Mama,

    It's only 3 days until I turn 58. I'm not really expecting anything, Mama. I'm just counting down because I will be releasing my next song on my birthday. You know, just to make the song a little bit special. It will at least make it relevant, because it's a personal song and it will be released on my birthday. Other than that, there's nothing to look forward to.

    But you know what would be the perfect birthday gift, Mama? It will be you visiting me in my dream, and waking up remembering all that happened in my dream. That will make my birthday special, Mama.

    I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                    Daddy