My eldest son may have thought I have forgotten… but a mother never forgets.

Marco, my first born marked his birthday last July 14, Friday. Well, as he is away from us (he works in Manila), he had to celebrate with his friends. He texted me though, asking if we could go there and join him, but the storm  brought heavy rains and some roads were flooded, so travel was difficult.

Now 24 years old, Marco is well on his own, earning his own dough and has been self-sufficient for about two years now. I am happy for him. Though he opted not to continue on to law school, which his dad and I would have preferred, I know he has found what he wants to do in life and we can only give him encouragement and moral support.  

Happy birthday son! Your life is unfolding right before you. Be vigilant -  try your best not to blink an eye, for life is too precious and short that you can’t just let it pass…