Sunday, May 06, 2007

People- My mom (2)

Since mom did not marry a good provider, she was forced to sell her family heirloom. She sold her diamond earings to buy antibiotics for my baby brother Pepe. To make ends meet, she sew baby outfits all night in addition to her regular activities. Much later, Mom sold her gold -her only savings- to pay for my registration into a private medical school. I was privileged, even more considering that my siblings attended public colleges.

After registering, mom and I returned home in a battered, empty bus. I told her I appreciated her support. Mom responded stiffly that she had just done her duty. I told her she had done much more than that. Only then she sat back in her seat, patted my hand and smiled.