Me, My Self, and I

Monday, December 22, 2014

A Letter to My Mom

Dear Mom,

I would never remember…

When you hold me tight for more than 9 months before I was born,
or when you had sickness every morning during pregnancy,
or when I felt excited and kicked you and Pop would caress your pregnant bump,
or when you faced hell to give me birth.

I would not remember…

When I was sick and you swang my baby body,
or when I felt sad and you sang me lullabies,
or when I took my first steps and you smiled and clapped,
or when I got my first bruise and you nursed it tenderly.

I might not remember…

When I screamed at you because you did not allow me to go with my friends,
or when I slammed the door after you scolded me for coming home late,
or when I did not answer thousands of your phone calls,
or when I shut myself at my room and ignored you.

But, I did remember…

When my heart broke for the first time and you just smiled at me, told me that I would fall in love few times before I found my soulmate,
or when I got bad scores and you lectured me how I wasted my potentials and talents,
or when I misbehad and you preached me how I should take care of and appreciate my own self,
or when I felt heartsick and you hugged me openly and warmly.

I still remember…

When I thought everything was falling into pieces, you said that sometimes we have to demolish something before build something new,
or when I got very angry, you just said that someday I would understand why you did what you did,
or when I felt so lonely, you always made me feel that I always have a place at home,
or when I thought I was a big girl now then I realized that even big girls need their mama once in a while.

Mom, I am remembering…

That you have always been there, no matter what,
You are here, right in my heart and in my mind;
That you have always been my light when darkness came,
You are standing there keeping the light on, I always know my way home;
That you have always been my bestfriend,
You are my first bestie.

Mom, to the world, maybe you’re just a mother,
But, to me, you are the world.

Selamat Hari Ibu, Mom.
I love you more than I can say.


Many kisses and big hugs,
Your only daughter XOXO


Friday, December 19, 2014

If Only You Were Here

I took a 10 minutes break. I found "God Gave Me You" by Blake Shelton on YouTube. While enjoying the video, I found myself almost cry on my chair.

Hell, I was in the middle of working with my colleagues sitting on their own chairs. I should not cry here. It would be embarassing and I was not supposed to do personal matter at the office.


So, I closed the video and grabbed my BlackBerry. I found a picture of me and my Ompung Doli (Grandpa) then put it as profile picture on BBM. Damn! I missed him so much!




During lunch break, I checked my BBM. My Tatte (aunt) has saved my profile picture and put the picture as her profile picture with status "Toppu malungun tu Damang" (Suddenly miss father). I sent her message.


Me: "Same here. I miss Ompung Doli so badly."

Tatte: "Yeah. Maybe because Christmas is coming."
Me: "Yeah..."

While riding my motorbike on my way home after work, I felt so sad. I cried out loud. My tears streamed on my both cheeks. I screamed, "Ompuuuung...!! Aku rinduuuu...!! (Grandpa! I miss you!) I realized some people saw me but I didn't care.


I missed him so, so badly that it hurt so deep. He was my guardian angel. He was my hero. He was my role model. He was everything to me. And he was not here. Anymore.


Arrived at home, I texted Tatte. Then, she called me. Her voice broke. She must have cried. She told me that my Mom also felt so mellow all day, missing Ompung Doli. We talked about 10 minutes, talking about how great Ompung Doli has been.


I lied down on and cried again.


It has been almost 5 months but I still missed my Ompung Doli. Everyday I remember him. Everyday I wish he was here. Everyday I hope he would be with me until I get old. Everyday I miss him.


Call me crybaby, but losing somebody that is everything to you is heartbroken. I don't think I can ever get over his death.


It is 4 months and 19 days.


"If only you were here, Pung. I miss you so badly."




"God Gave Me You"
Blake Shelton

I've been a walking heartache
I've made a mess of me
The person that I've been lately ain't who I wanna be

But you stay here right beside me

And watch as the storm blows through
And I need you



Cause God gave me you for the ups and downs

God gave me you for the days of doubt
And for when I think I lost my way
There are no words here left to say, it's true
God gave me you, gave me you

There's more here than what we're seeing a divine conspiracy

That you, an angel lovely, could somehow fall for me
You'll always be love's great martyr and I'll be the flattered fool
And I need you, yeah!

God gave me you for the ups and downs

God gave me you for the days of doubt
And for when I think I lost my way
There are no words here left to say, it's true
God gave me you

On my own I'm only half of what I could be

I can't do without you
We are stitched together
And what love has tethered, I pray we never undo

Cause God gave me you for the ups and downs

God gave me you for the days of doubt
God gave me you for the ups and downs
God gave me you for the days of doubt
And for when I think I lost my way
There are no words here left to say, it's true
God gave me you, gave me you
He gave me you