Her real name is Corazon...in Spanish it means heart. She loved life to its fullest. She showed it to me. I had the greatest pleasure carpooling with my mom and dad as we all went to work in downtown Los Angeles. They'd wake up very early in the morning, getting ready for work and travel the 60 Fwy everyday. At that time in the late 70's, traffic was not so bad. It took us about 30minutes to travel with traffic from Hacienda Heights to downtown Los Angeles. Yes, 30 minutes. As time progress, that 30minutes became what seems to be endless hours. But my parents went to work without complaint. I did not know how to take the bus then, so my Mom took time from her schedule to take the bus to my work at Wilshire Blvd. Yes, at that time, I did not know how to drive and relied on the transit bus to take me to and from work and sometimes all the way back home. My Mom had always wanted to make sure that I get to my destination safely and I learned to be dependent. She only had to teach me once and I got the hang of it. Being a mom, she would leave work early to make sure that I arrive at the bus stop where she was working in downtown Los Angeles. Together, we would wait til my father arrives to pick us up and go home together. Her days has not ended as she will make us our dinner. As dinner simmer, she would multi task...watering her plants, doing laundry and after dinner, while watching her favorite show, she would iron our clothes. She was a superwoman.
Until the end, my mom would always make sure that I get home early so that Jojo would not wonder when I will be home. She always says that she will be okay as she was in the hospital and that's what the nurse do..they will take care of her. As much as I wanted to stay, I know that she was right and obey her says so. I would call her to let her know that I got home safe.
What I miss the most is her presence. Her eyes, her nose, her laugh and the way she talks. I miss her hugs and her kiss. I miss her cooking. Even when she wanted me to do some errands for her..I miss it all. However, I know that I will see her and my father again in heaven with God, the Father and His Son, our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Together, we will sing praises to Him.
It is okay to be sad right now but this sadness will soon turn to happiness in Him. To God be the glory.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Philip
Today is my son Philip's 23rd birthday.
I remember as if it was just yesterday when I had spoken with the doctor and I told him that my baby is breach. He asked me how I knew. I told him that I just do. He said that he will do an ultrasound and if the baby is breach, he will schedule a C-section. So he did the ultrasound and behold, the baby is breached. Went back to his office, started to look at his calendar and told me that he will be on vacation in May. Well, I asked him when he will be going on vacation and when he will be coming back. He gave me a few dates but settled on May 27 as it sounded so good.
Jojo and I went to Kaiser Hospital on Sunset Blvd at about 5am, got checked in and went to the prep room around 6am. Stayed there til the room is ready for me. Went in the operating room and of course, Jojo went with me. And at 1309 hours, I heard his cry and seen my Philip. He was so perfectly made and perfectly knitted by our Lord's hand. He was so beautiful in my sight and I could not wait to hold him. But the nurses had to wisk him away to be cleaned up and told Jojo to go with the nurses and not take his eyes off our Philip. I told him that I will be okay. Both left with the nurses and came back with Philip all cleaned and wrapped in swaddling clothes. By this time, Philip was given to me and I could not take my eyes off of him. He cried so much--i guess being hungry or he just wanted to cry. I was able to coo him and fed him which seems to satisfy and made him rest. As I watch Philip, I could not believe that the Lord had given me another treasure to love.
The time has come by so fast. I know that the Lord is good and will continue to watch over Philip as years go by. Philip is God's child and the Lord will keep Philip in the hollow of His hands to continue to mold him and make him a man after God's own heart.
Happy Birthday Philip. We love you sooooooooooooo much.
I remember as if it was just yesterday when I had spoken with the doctor and I told him that my baby is breach. He asked me how I knew. I told him that I just do. He said that he will do an ultrasound and if the baby is breach, he will schedule a C-section. So he did the ultrasound and behold, the baby is breached. Went back to his office, started to look at his calendar and told me that he will be on vacation in May. Well, I asked him when he will be going on vacation and when he will be coming back. He gave me a few dates but settled on May 27 as it sounded so good.
Jojo and I went to Kaiser Hospital on Sunset Blvd at about 5am, got checked in and went to the prep room around 6am. Stayed there til the room is ready for me. Went in the operating room and of course, Jojo went with me. And at 1309 hours, I heard his cry and seen my Philip. He was so perfectly made and perfectly knitted by our Lord's hand. He was so beautiful in my sight and I could not wait to hold him. But the nurses had to wisk him away to be cleaned up and told Jojo to go with the nurses and not take his eyes off our Philip. I told him that I will be okay. Both left with the nurses and came back with Philip all cleaned and wrapped in swaddling clothes. By this time, Philip was given to me and I could not take my eyes off of him. He cried so much--i guess being hungry or he just wanted to cry. I was able to coo him and fed him which seems to satisfy and made him rest. As I watch Philip, I could not believe that the Lord had given me another treasure to love.
The time has come by so fast. I know that the Lord is good and will continue to watch over Philip as years go by. Philip is God's child and the Lord will keep Philip in the hollow of His hands to continue to mold him and make him a man after God's own heart.
Happy Birthday Philip. We love you sooooooooooooo much.
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