The Time in Your Years

                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.