So Francine and I were at SM and we rode the bus going to the town plaza. Right after we alighted, I reached for something inside my bag and took my sight away from her for a second. And when I looked up, she’s not beside me anymore.
It’s been four years since I birthed you into the world, and my life has never been the same since. You brought me to new highs and new lows, brought out the best and the worst in me, made me simultaneously love and hate myself relative to being your mother. You drive me crazy at times, make me burst with pride at others. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I am by no means a perfect mother, but I’m doing my best to at least be a good one. I love you so much, Francine!
It gives me hope to see firsthand that my daughter knows how to care and give comfort in the way she knows how.
For the first time in forever, I went ice skating, and with my daughter to boot.
Best news of the day: Francine’s fever is gone and she’s back to her cheery laughing self, thank God.
I love my daughter so much.