ALING MARISOL AND I talked some more and I felt relieved that her reason was not because of me entirely. Akala ko, ang pagiging brat ko ang problema. ’Yong ugali ko, in particular. Pero hindi naman pala at ang maling akala niya na magkadugo kami ni Jethro ang dahilan. Nakahinga ako ng maluwag.
Humingi siya sa akin ng pasensya. Humingi rin ako sa kaniya ng dispensa sa pangyayari noon. It was not an excuse na dahil bata pa ako ay ganoon ang naging reaction at gawi ko. Kahit saang anggulo tingnan, hindi na ako paslit noon na basta na lang nag-tantrums. I was already fourteen. Kumbaga, may isip na na kahit papaano.
We found ourselves hugging and crying and it was at the moment that I realized how lucky I am to have her in my life. Heaven took my real Mama... but she gave me two of them, si
