Journal entry on May 04, 2015. The day that I left Philippines and migrated here in USA.
"God, make me sane please.
A whole new world for me. We left home at 3:15 AM, my Villa sisters were my company till the end. Mamang was still in deep slumber; just woke her up so I can say I love you, take care and goodbye. I kissed and hugged her tight. Mom, when I go home, you're safe, sound and strong please.
You are my life and love. Finally, the girls and I allowed ourselves to cry. Tight hugs and kisses."
May 03, 2021
Dearest Ma,
How are you? How do you feel with all that is happening to me lately? I am sorry. I am quite a mess now. Pero Ma, I am not sorry for loving him. You see how peaceful and joyful your daughter is when I am with him and when I know we are ok. Mang, ya ing linugud kakung makanini. And he allowed me to love him back and care for him. I told him this morning, more than the idea of being loved, it's loving and caring for someone that I truly wanted and missed. Ma, I dunno but deep in my heart, you're with me on this battle. Just like Tita, your sese. Because your love for me is unconditional.
I love you very much.It remains to be the best honor to be called your daughter.
Love. Mamang. Forever.
