Dear Mama,
We just arrived home from Sta. Teresita where we celebrated Koya Fel and Ate Vangie's birthday. Ralph was with us, he came home last night. He will leave for Makati tomorrow but he'll be back next weekend so we can celebrate your birthday.
Mama, I feel so down and sad right now. My song lost again in the songwriting contest. It looks like I will never really make it. Maybe I should stop dreaming about it and not even attempt joining any of those songwriting contests again. I'm no musician. I will never make it. I'm only making a fool of myself.
I really wish I can hug you right now, Mama. I need you. I miss you, Mama.
I love you.
Daddy
