Dear Ma,
I remember joking around before that it's hard for me to find a girlfriend when you yourself have set a pretty high bar.
To be honest, I'll always be the first to say that my mother is the most beautiful woman in the world, despite the wrinkles and warts. It's corny, yes, but it's also the truth. The way you've inspired the people around you continues to dazzle me. The way you've lived your life erases all your flaws.
I hope you know and, more importantly, feel that I love you. You know our family is really not into hugging and kissing but I hope that the way I've lived my life so far has brought you joy and pride. I guess the best way I could ever show my love is by being a good son and proving to everyone that you've raised me well.
I'm writing this letter because I may regret not doing so. Back in college, Atty. Baldovino had lamented how students would only remember thanking their teachers several years or even decades after graduation. The problem is compounded between children and parents because the rigors of daily life makes it hard for one to step back and sincerely say "Thank you" and "I love you".
So Ma, I love you and salamat. Thank you for being a mother to me.
Your son,
Paolo
She's probably saying "Istoryahe" right now. Hehe.
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