After The Fifth Paragraph
May 18, 2007
I'll try to change that now.
Or maybe not. I have so many things to say bout her, so many stories, all of them special to me. If I tell them right, they'll also be special to you. I can tell about that time she gave me a stupid card, telling me to confide things to her so she can give me advice and help me avoid making mistakes. I cried to that one then hid it under my bed. I dunno where it physically is, now. But it's somewhere very near my primary blood-pumping organ—I can tell about the day she gave me my first ever pocketbook, my first ever coloring set, my first ever pair of brassieres. You know how it feels when you get your first ever bra? How you think, you're finally a woman out in the world. That's a good story.
I can tell about how she always cries to The Buzz every Sunday afternoon whenever some starlet confesses she is pregnant or some faded actress weep out the story of how her husband left her. She always cries to that and I always make fun of her. There's also those times when she farts nonchalantly loud during the quiet, confrontational parts of the telenovela and I'd accuse her, accusations which she never denied. She also always gets mad at me when I go around the house doing my kikay stuff and not close the lights like a good energy-conserving citizen of the house. Stuff like that. Stories like that.
Gods, so many! I want to tell them all one day as soon as I can sit down and stop the world for this undertaking. Because you see, I love her so much even though she's overweight and irritable. She likes giving me fallacious, inaccurate, bullshit-argument sermons all the time but I do understand that they serve an important purpose (besides boring me out of my ears enough to get me out of my lethargy every Saturday morning to clean the house), and this purpose is to bore me out of my ears every Saturday morning so I'd stop using the computer. Yeah. I love her.
This post is a record. I started crying after the fifth paragraph.
Previous Comments
you’re lucky liz you’re with your mom… my mom has been working abroad for 14 years na…. I just get to see her and be with her every december… Nakakaiyak nga eh… Alagaan mo mom mo mabuti… tc!
Posted by rhandy at May 18, 2007, 4:47 pmshe must’ve loved you dearly…
Posted by paolomendoza at May 18, 2007, 9:27 pmYou’re very lucky to be with your mom. My mom died when I was just 5 months old and I only saw her in pictures. I know how important they are in our lives though I wasn’t able to experience to have one. But it’s nice to know how much you love her. All I can say is love and care for her… no matter what! 
rhandy: i will.
paolo: she still does.
LAR: i appreciate her very very much. now it’s a Saturday morning. i’m bracing myself for the routine sermon. if she reads this maybe she’ll shut up?
Posted by lizette at May 19, 2007, 6:05 amI have blogged several stories about my mom, but my mom doesn’t know I’m blogging. When the time comes when I’m ready to reveal to her my site, I will come to a full circle.
Posted by twistedkai at May 19, 2007, 9:16 amwala nang hihigit pa sa pagmamahal ng isang magulang (lalo na mga nanay) sa anak…
Posted by joma at May 19, 2007, 11:31 amwow, even if she’s tough on u…(correct me if im wrong, peace out!), she loves u so much and i know u love her too…ur a really lucky lady so cherish those moments…
btw that post really touched me, my mom sacrificed her health to keep my family in one piece, but she passed away before i even entered elementary, i still miss her…
Posted by saturn at May 20, 2007, 8:44 amWell, my kids get irritated too when I make ’sermon’, but in the end, they realize, I’m right after all! hehehe…
Posted by rhodora at May 20, 2007, 2:10 pmi always get emotional too when it comes to my mother. i dont know why but i just loved her so much. i remember when i was working in pasig, my mother sent a valentine’s card, and it really touched me.
maybe because its nature too.. we just all love our mothers dearly
twistedkai: my mom got to read this accidentally yesterday. after reading, the only thing she said was: “bakit kailangan mo pang sabihin na umuutot ako?”
joma: siyempre naman.
saturn: that’s sad to hear. i’ll take your advice to heart.
rhodora: kids always realize parents are right. during the worst times, unfortunately.
totomai: but there are exceptions, sadly enough.
Posted by lizette at May 20, 2007, 9:19 pmI hope she’ll be able to read your post but I can’t say if she’ll shut up. Let’s put it this way, just think that the reason for all her sermons is because she loves you very much. Sana lang kahit kaunti mabawasan ang sermon pero I’m sure hindi ang pagmamahal niya sa iyo!
The fact that you recognize her charms and faults is so endearing in itself. She’d probably cry too after reading just 2 paragraphs.
Posted by Leah at May 21, 2007, 7:41 amAliw naman. You’re dating someone. I want that, someone to date. hahaha Ewan. Settled talaga ako sa kung ano meron ngayon. Temporary lang. Hahanap din ako ng seryoso after the 2nd paragraph of this comment.
Posted by peejei at May 23, 2007, 4:35 pmhaha peejei, mukhang naligaw itong comment mo ha?
Posted by lizette at May 23, 2007, 4:54 pmIn my case naman, it’s my lola who’s crying over the buzz haha
pagpasensyahan mo na lang ang mga mudra ganyan talaga hehe
(seryoso dapat ang comment ko pero wala akong tulog gutom pa waaah bawi ako next time 
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Sometimes things just overwhelm you, methinks. I don’t know whether I’d dismiss this as some old undertaking but I never had such feelings for my mother. I actually thought of it as a way of being held back, which I still am.
I haven’t cried, but I dunno whether I should sympathize.
Posted by Niko at May 18, 2007, 3:40 pm