She was washing the dishes when I arrived home that night.
I placed my bag on top of the dining table and sat.
I called her, Ma, then I started telling her about my first heartbreak. I sobbed. She stopped whatever she was doing in the kitchen, gave me a glass of water and sat beside me.
It wasn’t actually a romantic love that broke my heart but betrayal from some friends that I held dear.
Looking back at it, I am not even quite sure if it was worth my tears. It was actually so childish and is not even worth wasting my time but even so, while writing this and thinking about how I felt the night I wept in front of my mom, I am now, almost into tears. Somewhere within me, is a scar of a wound that never healed.
But then I realized why I was so devastated with what happened to me. It was because of love.
We always ask ourselves why love is often accompanied by pain. I think, it is because when we love, we care. We love even though the people we offered our love to isn’t worthy or isn’t capable of loving us back. We love until we feel the pain. And once we feel the pain, we try to escape the hurt and move on. We leave those undeserving of our love. No matter what kind of love it is, romantic, friendly or family love. When everything turns sour, we all turn our backs and leave.
But there’s one kind of love that we can lean to. The love that has always been there but is usually ignored. Our mother’s love, that is.
We, the unworthy kids, always breaks our moms’ hearts. They did nothing wrong except to love us but all they get in return are headaches and heartbreaks. But then no matter how many heartbreaks we give them, they never told us lines like, I need space, or It’s not you, it’s me.
My mom is a very strong woman inside and out. I sometimes wonder if her heart was ever broken but if that even happened, I bet she’ll never tell me. I rarely saw her cry, well, except while watching Armageddon or the likes. She never projected weakness. She isn’t the usual mom who’ll cry while applying medicine on my wounded knees, or kiss or hug me to make me feel better.
When I was young, she’d scold me, look at me with a stern face while pressing hard on my wound so I could very well remember the pain and start taking care of myself, avoid falling down and getting wounded again.
I didn’t see her stern face that night but I would never forget that reaction on her face while I cried. She didn’t scold me. She just said, that’s life. It’s good that you’ve seen who your real friends are as early as now.
After my first heartbreak, I never thought that there will be a lot more and I always wondered if my mom have gone through this much too or even more.
Thinking about that night and writing about it, I am not sure now what brings me to tears. Was it the memory of the pain inflicted by my first heartbreak? Or was it the memory of my mom’s face as I broke her heart?
😥
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😂😂😂😂
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stop crying ate, okay? hehe
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Lol…di naman…nagiisip kasi ako ng mother’s day post…eh ayaw akong dalawin ni Aling Mertha…nag emote na lang tuloy ako bwahahhaha
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may mga minsan talaga na kelangan mo lang tumayo sa tabi ng bubog na bintana, hawakan ang iyong tasa ng kape, mag-side view ng onti, tumingin ng tumatagos sa labas at mag-senti, ay sana bumuhos ang ulan para combo. haha
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Hahahaha natawa ako dun sa mag side view ng onti hahahaha kasali talaga yun ah
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oo kasali yung pag-side view ng onti sabay tutungo ka rin ng onti mga 45 degrees angle hahahaha, tapos dapat pala ng background music din of your choice ..hahahaha. pwede.
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Hahahahahah parang konti na lang Dear Ate Charo na to hahaha
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That’s right, so stop sobbing lil’ girl, okay? 😀
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ha ha ha ha oh tapos ako pa tinatawag nyong ate samantalang ako yung iyakin dito bwahahhaahahah
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Ate, kase ate,ganito kase yun ate, basta mahirap ipaliwanag ate, basta yun na yun ate.
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hay nako bwahahahahhaha dapat magkaalaman na ng edad dito para magkalinawan hahahah
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hahaha, biglang resbak oh. ok,let’s begin, shall we?
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game una ka na lol
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Wait, kase ano eh, uhm, saglit, may kumakatok yata sa pinto..wait..hahahahaha
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hahahahahaha
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Wala pala kumakatok. ayun, so game, ano na ulit pinag-uusapan? haha
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hhhhhhhoooooooooooyyyyyyyyy takas pa
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hahahahaha
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Anong age ba pinag-uusapan natin? yung mental age? emotional age? o chronological age?
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bwahahahahahha wag na nga. tinde umiwas parang celebrity LOL
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san yung PM dito sa wordpress ate? hahaha,jk
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aba balak lang iPM…ayaw ipaalam sa lahat ang edad bwahahahhaah
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wui, hindi ah, 40 na kaya ako!
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*__*
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joke 34.87
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anong kalokohan yan. bakit may decimal ha ha ha ha
ay nako…basta ako 30. hahahaha
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may decimal kase hindi ko naman birthday today. haha. ano pala, first year highschul ka tapos first year college ako? haha, pero ate Aysa pa rin ikaw kc panganay ka sakin dito sa WP ng maraming taon.
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hahahahhahaha o pwede ba…wag mo na akong tawaging Ate pweeeeese ha ha
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(panicking) pa-delete mo yung last few comments naten at di na kita tatawaging Ate Aysa, tapos ipagtitimpla pa kita ng pinakamasarap na kape. (nervous)
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hahahaha ay may nagpapadelete? hahhahahah
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hahahahaha..at nang-gaganun pa, pa-delay tactic pa waaaaaaaaa
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Joke lang yun, hahahaha. Kuya Miggy here (smiles and winks)
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bwahahahahahah….actually mahalaga sakin ang edad ng mga lagi ko nakakausap dito…kasi para alam ko lang yung level ng pambabalahurang gagawin ko hahahahhaahhahha
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Ayan tayo eh, mga galawang underground pang nalalaman na sobrang personalized depende sa kliyente hahaha. Very organized haha
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hahahhahahahahahahaha
andami kong tawa dito sa comment na ito
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binilang ko, marami nga! hahaha, at least di na emo, tapos mamaya ita-try pa rin mag-side view sa bintana at mag-silhouette ng onti as I have previously advised. ayiii hahahaha. jokes
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mabilis naman magbago ang emosyon ko…emo ngayon….masaya na mamaya ha ha ha ayoko mag side view…baka kakadungaw ko sa bintana may matanaw pa kong Arabo sa kabilang building wahahahahah
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Yay! arabong may hawak na binocular, ok drop it, and drop the curtain too! haha.
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bwahahhaahahha oo, baka di lang Arabo, Indiano din atbp hahaha
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Ang gitnang silangan ay madalang ang paghalik ng ulan sa lupa, anupat ang lupa ay hungkag, tigang, at lubos na nangungulila sa masaganang dampi ng ulan. Sorry, what? haha
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Hahahahahaha….oo marami talagang El Nino dito bwahahahahha
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paki-delete ulit, hindi kanais-nais. haha
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Walang burahan ng comment haha
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haha, puro jokes lang mga yan, patawa lang, ewan kumbakit pagkagcng ko kanina hyper na agad ako kahit di pa umiinom ng kape.lol.
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ha ha ha bilog siguro buwan :p
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lol. brain tide na agad ako kahit quarter moon pa lang? hahaha. I gtg run muna Ate Aysa, eheste, Aysa lang pala, maglalakad muna ako ako, mga tatlong rounds lang sa isang park dito sa may samin tapos soundtrip 🙂 magpapagod ako at magpupuyat para tamarin akong bomoto bukas! haha
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ha ha ha magandang gawain yan :p
ciao Kuya Miggy :p
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hahahahhahahaha.jk
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maka-hu-hu-hoy-oh parang ubos-hangin sa diaphragm hahahaha
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Mother is also called Ma in your language? Mine too, how wonderful. Sad and nostalgic writing.. Don’t be sad, she wouldn’t want you to be so…. Hugz…
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Yeah…i think Ma is a general term almost everywhere 🙂
Thanks for the nice words and yes…not that sad anymore 🙂
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Ang ganda naman nito. Touching. Naalala ko rin tuloy yung kinwento ko sa mama ko na may nililigawan ako dati. Tapos nag-share din siya ng love life niya kay Papa. 😀
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awts. ang sweet nyo naman….yung mama ko hindi masyadong makwento ha ha…konti nga lang alam ko sa childhood nya he he he….
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Hehe. Minsan lang yun magkwento. Tapos mga tipong sikreto pa halos. Kaso kung kailan kami lahat nakatapos na sa college (except sa bunsong incoming 4th year college na), saka pa nag-OFW.
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huwaaat? hanggang ngayon OFW siya?
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Bago lang. Nung February lang. Nasa Marikina pa ako nagtuturo that time kaya nahatid ko pa. Ang parents, sila lola at lola na buhay pa, ang sinuportahan. One year lang daw. Kasama naman niya mga kapatid saka pamangkin niya dun kaso magkakalayo ang mga bahay nila. Pero walking distance naman. 6 days ang working days pala nila dun.
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hmmmmm 1 year lang? sana nga 1 year lang talaga ah…nung nag-umpisa ako dito sabi ko tatapusin ko lang yung 2years contract ko pero hanggang ngayon matapos ang 10years eh andito pa rin ako hahahaha
ay atleast may kamag anak pala kayo don
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Oo. Half kasi yun kaya ang citizenship niya ay though blood right. Ayaw niya nung wala ginagawa kaya nagtrabaho na lang rin. Komplikado yung dahilan kung bakit siya pumunta. Para daw kami daw e makapunta din dun. Ako, niyaya na nga ng mga auntie ko kung kailan ako pupunta. Hindi nila alam kung ano yung buhay brother na pinasok ko. Sabi ko bibisita lang ako kasi may school kami dun.
Antagal mo na pala dyan. Nakakauwi ka pa ba dito? Eleksyon na pala bukas. Wahaha
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ah so may ibang reason naman pala sya…not just because gusto lang mag abroad…ok….
oo matagal nako dito ha ha ha…umuuwi naman ako every year :p
ah basta ako nakaboto na hahaha
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Oo. Isama ba dun yung bayaw ko na gustong mag-abroad.
Nung bumoto ka, tama ba yung resibo? Hahaha. May balita kasi ako na kapag si pula ang binoto, nagiging dilaw sa resibo. Hahaha
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ha ha ha ha
ui binantayan ko talaga at tama naman yung lumabas sa resibo haha
goodluck sa Pilipinas bukas ha ha
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Hahaha. Nandito ako sa Duterte region. Nung pumunta nga ako sa downtown ng Davao, nagulat ako nung may nakasalubong akong nakasuot ng Grace Poe T-Shirt. Hindi naman ako choosy sa President huwag lang yung isa na puro iwas sa paratang sa kanya. Hahaha. Mas excited pa ako dun sa mangyayari kay PNoy after elections, kung sino ang maaapoint sa cabinet, at kung ano ang gagawin ni Leni kapag nanalo na siya sa VP. Hohoho
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ha ha ha ha excited din ako sa mangyayari at sa kung sino ang mananalo…
ayoko manalo si Leni just because LP sya ha ha ha ha…I will still see Pnoy in her LOL
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Hahaha. Itong si PNoy napansin ko palala ng palala habang tumatagal sa presto. Lumalala ang pagiging apathetic at tunnel-visioned. Ayoko naman nung isang anak ng diktador kasi nakatatak sa akin yung picture ng First Family at yung suot niyang battledress nung nasa Malacañan sila during EDSA revolution. Tulad nung isang Presidentiable na umiiwas sa paratang sa kanya, siya naman todo iwas naman sa perang nakuha ng erpats (at ermats?) niya at sa mga human rights victims nung Martial Law. Ayos lang sakin si Cayetano as VP. Malinis naman record niya.
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Hahahahaha aynako…bakit napasok sa pulitika tong usapan hahahaha
Basta ayoko sa mga aquino….sana wala na silamg ibang kamag anak pa na maupo sa pwesto…si Kris aquino parang mas matindi pa kay Imelda…ewan basta hahahahha
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Si PNoy, sincere naman siya sa bawat ubo niya. In between sa mga ubo niya, hindi na totoo yun. Hahaha. Si Kris, maingay lang naman. Maiba lang, alam mo ba yung komiks na Trese? Naalala ko dahil kay Imelda.
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Heartbreaking naman to ate. 💔😢Breaks my heart even more as I recount the many times I broke my mom’s heart. Despite that, I’m still assured that she always got my back. Moms are the best. Happy Mother’s Day to your Mama,ate ☺
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Hahahah kainis. Mother’s day na mother’s day eh heartbreaking ang naisulat ko. Baket ganon lels. Anyway…. true na nandyan sila lagi para sa atin….happy mother’s day din sa iyong Mama 😊😊😊
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Nakakakonsensya. Ako ang maraming nabigay na heartache sa nanay ko. Haha. Pero buti napatawad nya nako . hihi
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Ok na yown…mommy ka na rin eh hehehe bawi na 😂😂😂
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Hahaha oo ako na mgkaka heartbreak sa mga junakis ko. Hehehe.
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Hahahaha lalo na pag teenager na yang mga yan hahaha
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Nako ah wag naman magmana sa akin haha
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😂😂😂😂😂
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Kaya ka umiyak kasi, miss mo na mama mo…
O yan lagyan naten ng soundtrack tong post mo:
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yan tayo sa soundtrack eh ha ha…pero oo nga nakakamiss sila eh he he he
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I say, the latter. Your Mom’s. Like you, there are times that I just broke to tears whenever I think about my mother. Di kasi ako pala-communicate sa kanya dahil we were taught to be emotionally independent. There’s no room for soft hearts sa pamilya namin. I never had a hug from my father pero ramdam kong andun yun eh. Alam mo na yun…You get the point.
Tulad ngayon, sumisinghot singhot na tuloy ako…
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Kami din hindi lumaki sa malalambing na magulang eh…bawal magpakita ng emosyon he he….
Hala Sir, di ko kasalanan ang inyong pagsinghot ha ha
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don’t worry, di to shabu
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hahahaha
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This was beautiful. I just published a short little piece on heartbreak and regrowth, feel free to check it out! https://youthsgonewonky.com/2016/09/05/rotation/
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Thanks for passing by. Will check out your piece as well. ☺
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