My Pillow Mates

Life with its twist and turns played havoc with my life and emotions. I was blissfully happy with life that may be called hard but not for me. Now I realized that happiness is all about attitude. I haven’t got much time to reflect on it when I was travelling four hours every day sometimes more to go to work and went home.  Our small house has only two rooms, the one I occupied with my pillow mate and the other one for my kids and helper. I never did asked for a bigger one, we have lots of twittering lovebirds that wakes me up on weekends and roosters for weekdays,   two dogs and orchids that filled the front of our house.

My pillow mate was gone is so is my idyllic life but I found new life with my pillow mates, my two daughters who eagerly filled the spaces in my bed in a small condo unit in the heart of a city. I no longer endure long hours of travel.  I was not able to grieve since I am supposed to be strong as the rock on which my pillow mates depend on. When we have   settled   things, I could no longer  find time to stand still and take stock of what I would do.  Life goes on no matter what happens in our life. Every day is an ordinary day though it is really not with the doubts that started to develop in my mind.

Work occupied most of my time and the rest I spent with the kids even if it means being in the same bed with computer each on our lap.  Now that is bonding time, sometimes, we are all in the living room not talking but surfing the net. Our mall tours and food trips are  the exciting part of our lives. When we settled for the night, we are happy to say our prayer as one or individually. We have not been going to mass together except in some instances but all of us are trying to fulfill our religious obligations. We do not show it but we are happy with our arrangement, live and let live and knowing we can rely on the pillow mates. 

 

I missed my pillow mates now that I am usually away. They may be happy for the extra space but when I am home, the space I filled in between them is a snug fit that rocks me to deep sleep, the kind that eludes me here in far-away Northern Mindanao.

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8 thoughts on “My Pillow Mates

  1. Ah, there are spaces in our life that only our loved ones and family can fill. I’m sure your kids feel grateful having a mom like you. If only all Filipino children have parents who are as loving.

    • Thanks Ms. N for your very kind comment. I am blessed to have my two daughters, for 7 years we battled the storms in our lives together and I am hoping I have shown them good example of living a worthwhile life.

  2. hello, ms. S… nakakatuwa laging magbasa ng reflections ng isang nanay about motherhood – ang mga anak bilang katuparan, pagsusumikap at pangarap… 🙂

    btw, ba’t ho mas sexy pa yata ang nanay kesa sa kids nya sa last pic? ahaha, the answer – mas sanay kayo sa photo ops? 😉 turuan ang kids about the ropes ng showbiz errr, public life… peace! 😉

    • ay, tutuo yan Ms. SSA, pagdating sa mga anak parang inahing manok ha ha ha, what a comparison. mahirap kasi na mapalaki sila with the values na kelangan nila to have a fulfilling lives yung hindi based on material things. yun kasi nakapaligid sa kanila ngayon with media, internet and peer influence – commercialism and selfishness kaya nga wish ko lang that they will be productive citizens with sterling values. ang taas ng pangarap ko ano? maging makatao, makabayan, and maintain personal dignity, honesty and integrity. yan yung higit pa sa ginto at mga diamante, di ba? 🙂

    • ay, tutuo yan Ms. SSA, pagdating sa mga anak parang inahing manok ha ha ha, what a comparison. mahirap kasi na mapalaki sila with the values na kelangan nila to have a fulfilling lives yung hindi based on material things. yun kasi nakapaligid sa kanila ngayon with media, internet and peer influence – commercialism and selfishness kaya nga wish ko lang that they will be productive citizens with sterling values. ang taas ng pangarap ko ano? maging makatao, makabayan, and maintain personal dignity, honesty and integrity. yan yung higit pa sa ginto at mga diamante, di ba? 🙂

      • ahaha, you put the issues, well, ms. S… btw, naalaala ko ho, may tulang ganyan. baka you’d find it of value to surf a copy on the internet – The Night I Heard Caruso Sing ang title…

        magandang gabi po and kaway-kaway sa Nanay. 🙂

  3. parang pang Ms. Universe nakikita kong kaway kaway yun bang turn lang ng hands showing back and front, ha ha ha. sige I will check on it and meron ako ipopost wait mo ha, kasi inspired ako mag sulat ngayon, me kaaway kasi ako rather me kinakaiinisan. give me your thoughts, sandali lang

    • yung me lyrics below:
      “But even as we speak, they’re loading bombs onto a white train
      How can we afford to ever sleep, so sound again”

      hindi naman ganyan ka morbid, matindi naman yan ate San, 🙂 I believe in God and my kids judgment so as not to be paranoid.

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