Her hugs, her kisses, her vented words, her arms which used
to carry me around…her, the one I’ll always love until the end of time.
The
twitch that suddenly curves in the corner of her crimson lips, her laugh that
hypnotizes me in a deep spell that no antidote could ever alleviate and her
words that seems to be casting a strong but moral curse ….oh! Never would she
perish in our sights.
Through
times of trouble, just turn to her direction and she would always be right
there for you, even though she’s a woman with a few words…those statements were
entirely and exactly a solution on one of our problems.
And
because of her advises she’s one of our thousand reasons why on earth do we
still keep on moving that by the end, we got the expiation we've been trying
or dying to reach upon our biggest dreams.
No
wonder a man would be enthusiastically have fallen in love with her…it’s not
because of drinking a potion but it’s because of her kindness and tranquility.
That they've been blessed with two fine-looking ladies who grew up in a right
way because of what she and her husband has borne on them.
Since
she has a very compassionate heart, she does not only give help to those she
only knows but to those who were in deep need though she hardly knows
them.
She also have faith in the
Omnipotent Lord, she believes that expressed prayers would truly be heard by
the man upstairs that she’s been very grateful to receive such wonderful
blessings.
At this
time of day, she’s celebrating her birthday…her 60th year in this world. And after all those 60 years of sacrificing
some things, facing the obstacles and especially, believing in miracles…we
still and always would be standing with you no matter what.
Thank
you for expressing your love to us. Thank you for giving us a hand in every
circumstances we and were about to face. Thank you for becoming part of our
lives…Thank you, Ninang for everything.
Her world has just completed
another revolution. Another year has added in her but who cares? Yeah, we only
step in this world once but if we do something right…I think once would be
enough.
Who cares of having wrinkles? Who
cares of white hairs? Who cares of getting old?
No one, because in the end, it’s really not the years in life which
counts…it is the life that we make in every year.
