Dear Mama,
Sorry, I wasn't able to write again for a while. It's already June and rainy season has started early this year, Mama. Good thing for Angel, it's not as hot as it used to be, although it's still hot when it's not raining.
We just had our dinner and Ralph is getting ready for work, Mama.
I'm back again in singing my compositions in front of public, Mama. The last one was last Sunday, June 1st, and the next one will be on July 12. My voice still cracks, Mama. I still get nervous. I'm just trying to hide it with my jokes. Wish I was really good so I can make it into another source of income. Wishful thinking, I know.
There's another songwriting contest, Mama. This time by the popular group Bini. I am thinking of joining, Mama. I hope I can come up with a good song. This might be my chance. Not really expecting anything, but if I did not try I already failed.
I guess that will all for now, Mama. I wish I can be with you soon.
I miss you, Mama.
I love you.
Daddy
