Please make Angel feel better

 Dear Mama,

    It's raining right here now. There is a typhoon and they say it's a super typhoon. The typhoon's name is Rolly and it's signal no. 3 in Pampanga. I just read a while ago that Metro Manila has been raised to signal no. 4. Ralph is still in Pasig. I hope he stays home and be safe, Mama.

    It's November 1, and nobody's going to the cemetery. And it's not because of the typhoon, Mama. Cemeteries were ordered closed because of the COVID-19 pandemic. And the way things are going, it's looks like it will take a little longer before everything will be back to normal, especially since more people are now getting careless and complacent.

    Mama, Angel has been very irritated lately. Her skin asthma has been acting up, and she sometimes can't help but scratch them, which only makes it worse for her. She's been trying to avoid eating food she thinks is triggering her eczema, but she still feel itchy and she sometimes even cry in pain. Please help her, Mama. Make Angel feel better. We don't know what to do. Help us, Mama.

    Edgar finally had his last day at work last Friday, and to think his effectivity should have been September 16. But it took one-month before he can leave because he wanted to finish the project he was handling. It was delayed because of the company's faults and inefficiencies. I was actually telling him that it's no longer his concern, but he doesn't want to listen, and insisted on seeing the project finished. At least, it all done now. He is looking of a new job, and also thinking of putting his own food business.

    That will be all for now, Mama. It's already getting dark even though it's only 11 a.m. I hope this typhoon won't cause so much damage.

    Take care of yourself, Mama. I love you.

    I miss you.

                                                                                                        Daddy 

I still wish you're still with us

 Dear Mama

    It's Friday, the end of another week. I must say I had a productive week, at least at work. I was able to finish and complete a lot of my tasks. I can say I'm secured, for now... until the time I commit mistakes again. Oh well, I guess I'm really getting old, or I am not really as efficient as I thought I was.

    I was able to visit Nanay in Sta. Teresita after work this afternoon. I brought her pizza. It's nice to see she's doing well. Although see really cannot see well, otherwise she's fine. It's the first time I was able to visit her again since the start of the lockdown last March.

    I am having my Tagalog book Gusto Kong Sumulat Ng Libro! published locally, Mama. So far, everything was going well. I was able to proofread, fixed the layout, applied for copyright, and sent it to the printer. Unfortunately, we are having problem with the cover. There is an issue I do not understand. I do hope it will be fixed soon.

    I do wish you're still here, Mama. I miss you, especially at times when I'm not feeling well... right now.

    Anyway, that will be all for now, Mama. Take care of yourself. 

    I miss you, Mama.

    I love you.

                                                                                                            Daddy

A long pause

 Dear Mama,

I just realized now as I was reading my last letter that it has been a whole month since I wrote to you, I'm sorry about that, Mama. I was meaning to write but I always got busy or distracted. Anyway, thank you very much for taking care of Ralph when he was sick early this week, Mama. I was so worried about him but there was nothing I can do. He is well now. I just talked to him on the phone. Thank you very much, Mama.

Edgar has resigned from his job, and he will only stay until next week with the company. That means he will no longer go to Masbate. The only downside is he will be jobless again, until he finds a new job. It's okay, I can still support them, Mama. I was actually the one who suggested for him to resign. Their salary are delayed, and the company seems to have no direction. I felt he is just wasting his time there. So, I said he should resign while I am still capable. That way he can focus on looking for better opportunities elsewhere.

I will be publishing my next book, Mama. The one where I shared my poems, songs, and letters for you. I hope you won't mind. I just like people to get to know you more, so they would realize how lucky I was to have you then. If only things did not end the way they did. We could have been a very happy and complete family now.

I'm sorry, Mama. I should not be saying these things.

I guess that will be all for now. Take care of yourself, Mama.

I miss you.

I love you.

Daddy