I am a mama's girl.
I was never really close to my pops. Even when he passed away when I was already 15, we never established that level of closeness as compared to his relationship with my older siblings. Last July 2009 marked his 10th year death anniversary. Looking back, everything was "easier" to handle because momsy (as we fondly call our mom for the last 10 years) was there. She handles everything with ease and grace. Her words may say that resources are scarce, that we need to save and that money doesn't grow on trees, but her actions say otherwise. *wink* She provided the best for us and when she says that I am kuripot, it bears a certain degree of truth compared to her generosity of time and material things. Everyone close to me knows that all my actions before come from the context that I want to please momsy. My mentors know that she is my weakness. I just can't say no to her - shopping trips with me as her alalay, staying in my job to appease her, saving up to give her jewelry for Christmas, driving for her during market days, name it.
Until I finally took a stand.
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