[dropcap]T[/dropcap]omorrow, April 26 being the 2nd death anniversary of my mother, Maria, allow me, my dear readers, to post here the exchange of email between me and my friends, days after I informed them of her worsening condition in the hospital up to the days when she finally met her Maker. I hope they could provide comfort for those experiencing the loss of a loved one right now, as they did to me.
It was just a few months away from her 82nd birthday on October 17th, 2007 where we were planning something memorable for her. But with her health gradually fading away, it was just too much for me, her eldest son to bear.
Here then, is the email I wrote to my friends, sharing with them my innermost fears, doubts and uncertainties.
My Email to my friends..
April 13, 2007
Thank you for your concern and prayers.
Cirrhosis of the liver is something like cancer. It’s been wasting away mommy’s body and mind but not her mother’s instincts. All these times with a lot of needles and tubes stuck into her at her hospital bed, she still worries about us, our jobs, her granddaughters’ welfare, the open gasul, the food for our dog and cat, the unlocked doors and windows and even says sorry for being “samuk” (nuisance).
Visibly, it is her who is suffering but deep inside, it is me as her eldest son who is suffering the most. Ever since daddy died in 2004, I have held off any plan of working outside of Gensan inspite of the lucrative offers and vowed instead to be as close to her as possible.
God is good for giving me a job which gives me flexible working hours. That way, I could tend to her needs and spend more time with her as my schedule permits. It was a continuous bonding session with her, to say the least.
Thus, this ordeal she’s going through is something I couldn’t fathom or understand initially. I kept blaming myself for anything amiss, for something I might have done or not do which could have caused this disease to gradually take her away from me, from us. I keep on wishing that the tears I am shedding for her each time I witness her feeble attempts at communication could at least wash away any pain, any discomfort that she must be feeling right now.
I couldn’t even lift her up to God fearing that He might take her away from us. I just wanted her not to suffer this way for in her suffering we are also suffering…. for in her pains, we are also in pain… and in her every moan, we are crying.
Until I opened my email today and read a Daily Devotional message about sanctification…
“Suffering is another tool God uses for our good. A suffering believer runs directly to the heavenly Father for comfort and aid. God freely offers us comfort and help. But He also uses our painful circumstances to shape us even more.
When we submit to His work, we exit our suffering by looking more Christlike than ever
God’s transforming work goes on all the time. If we wish to glorify our Lord by faithfully reflecting Him, we must yield to His sanctification tools.”
This somehow opened my eyes to what our family is undergoing now. It still won’t be easy, my dear friends. She might lapse into coma any time and that is one thing I dread the most… not being able to hear her voice again, not being able to look into her eyes and see their glow at my presence and not being able to clasp her hand and feel her clasping back.
Through all these, my younger bro Orman has been holding us together, veering us away from depression and hopelessness and making us laugh at the right times. He is one treasure of a brother.
I also want to be strong for mommy and for my siblings, dear friends. If this is a form of sanctification, so be it. God knows what’s best for us and I am submitting myself to His holy will.
There’s just one last thing I am asking from you. Please pray for me too.
Email from Erickson, Davao:
April 13, 2007
To my dear friend Avel,
I know it has been a long time since the last time we saw each other and it’s been a long time since i have been reading your emails. some of which really amaze me but required me not to reply but to just digest the information you give to me and to your friends.
this time, i was truly moved by the thoughts you have on this email. please allow me to share with you the feelings i had the time i read your email.
Our mother is also sickly but thank God, she has been keeping herself together. keeping strong despite of the normal ordeals our poor family face in our daily lives. our father died a long time ago, but she never re-married. up until this day, i can very well remember what she told us about not getting married again, to quote “i don’t want you, my sons, to adjust to somebody you cannot understand you and who m you cannot understand as well. i can raise you well by my own efforts and i want you all to be safe always, under my care.”
very simply said, but as i have aged, i have come to realize what our mother meant when she uttered those words. she so deeply cares about us that she is willing to give us her lifetime just to see us grow with the discipline and the grace of a Christian individual.
Vel, what you are going through now is one thing I most fear for our own mother. she is sickly and it really isn’t easy everytime i receive news about her having health concerns. i salute you for being brave enough to stand by your mother’s side.
very few people would sacrifice wealth and career progress just to care for their mothers. our mothers will always be our mothers, we are their own blood and it is our duties, being their children, to take care of them. to show gratitude of what they have done for us. had they been careless during our younger days, we would never be who we are now.
Reality is, we will all pass away for we all came from our Great God, and it is in Him we all belong. What i have always been telling myself is to exert extra efforts in giving my mother a better life than what she is having right now. to give back what she had sacrificed for us and to show her how much i truly love her. we are not that expressive of our feelings, but i know my mom knows how much i truly care for her.
be strong my friend, everything happens for a reason. and yes, it is only God who knows what is best for us. all the trials you/we are having now are to test the faith we have for Him. just believe in Him. draw strength from Him. and you will see, everything will be just fine.
You have my prayers for your mother, my friend. i am always here for you. be strong and be proud.
Email from Nuel, Metro Manila…
First, thank you for entrusting to me the prayers for your Mom. I am deeply touched with the devotional message you shared.True enough, suffering is painful for people who dont really understand it. But for Christ believer, suffering is a tool for them to draw closer to Him. To pray and ask for strength. When we understand the meaning of suffering, it is easy for us to understand God’s way regardless of the questions in our mind.
Continue going God’s way and I’ll assure you that His light be upon you. Rest assured that I will always include you and your whole family in my prayers.
Be strong.. God knows best and God has a purpose for everything.God Bless..
Letter from Boyet, Cavite…
April 13, 2007
You made me cry Avel.
Three years ago, we were in the same situation. We almost lost our father.
My brothers and sisters have succumbed to the idea that we will lose him any day.
When I went home and saw my father, I can’t help but kneel in front of him and cry. I never expected to see my 5?11, large-framed father to turn into a shrunken person, my arms being bigger that his legs.
It was painful, I also felt the same way and I know that it’s hard.
As I said, yes we offered him back to our Lord but deep inside, we really want him to get out of that bed and walk.
Tender loving care, prayers can do a lot. a miracle that is. If you wish it, it will happen.
I’m very touched by your letter my friend. I salute you.
You’re a great son.
For now, I will offer you my prayers, first for you so you will have the strenght to handle things and for Mommy to be well.
Email from Kimberly, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia…
My dearest Avel,
I’ve been doing this letter for you for quite sometime…I just couldn’t seem to start it right, lest of all wouldn’t know how to end it…
Looking at your fotos with Mommy is breaking my heart…. I can see the sadness in your eyes… the bravery of putting up a smile despite the pain that’s hurting you deep inside your heart. I can feel for you Vel! My heart hurts for you as well right now… if only there’s anything i can do to change the circumstances. How I wished that I’m there with you at this moment… I just want to put my arms around you and tell you that “everything will be alright.”
So, when I think of you… I do the best thing I can – I pray for you and for Mommy.
Vel, it’s not easy and we don’t like to say “goodbye” to those whom we love especially to a beloved mother. Sometimes words are just too deep or heavy to get out… or to say; Sometimes things are just too hard for us to talk about.
We sometimes want to touch a soul or soothe a wounded heart, but we don’t even know the words or where we ought to start. This is a wordless sometimes… and I really don’t know what to do- so I just pray for you.
Sometimes it’s hard to understand why God allows us to go through certain painful situations… but please do remember that, no matter what, God is there with you through it all and that others (batchmates & friends) who truly care are keeping you and your family in their prayers.
“When you face hard times, there is no burden beyond His strength… no boundary to His Love… no limit to His mercies…no problem outside His solution… no need beyond His care!”
You are not alone Avel… we are all here for you… sharing your sadness and praying for your comfort… praying that the Lord will see you through this difficult times. God loves you and we all love you! Take care of yourself always and God bless!
Email from Jerome, Zamboanga City...
you know i couldn’t help myself but cry reading your letter. but truly your attitude towards all these things humbled me so much. how you face your predicament is worthy of emulation.
i know GOD is working into your lives because we are big in HIS eyes. i will always pray for you and your family.
Email from Ito, Manila…
I am sorry to hear about your mom and, yes, I shall include both of you in
my daily prayers!
It is truly difficult to fathom the Plan of God. Only He knows what is best
for all of us. Whatever your mom is going through right now, elevate it to God
that He may give you comfort.
IF ever your mom is suffering now, I believe, that this is already Purgatory (on earth) so that when the Creator calls upon her, she shall go straight to heaven. All her suffering now is not for nothing.
Be strong. God wants you to be optimistic and hopeful despite the trials He hurls on you.
Email from Gigi, US of A…
I am so sorry to read about your Mom.
You wrote an insightful letter which endeared you more to us.
I have empathy with what you and your family is going through. My mom was in a coma for ten days until we decided to pull the plug.
To date, i regret not having loved her more, not having served her more, not having held her more. You, on the other hand, have unselfishly given yourself to her. She is blessed.
Strength comes from the support of family and friends. Most of all, it comes from God. This and peace i pray for you as well as for your mom. In suffering, we become more blessed.
This may be difficult to understand; just pray and your faith will answer you. Let go… let God, Avel. I continue to pray for your mom, your family and you. May God enlighten you all and bless you in His Abundance.
Thanks for sharing and I wish i had a son just like you! :))
Email from Momots, Cagayan de Oro
i’m so touched and feel so helpless at the thought that i couldn’t be there with you to at least make you smile lang naman.
sometimes bad things happen to good people … and we cannot find the reasons why..
we can only pray that the pain will be brief or far in between…
my words, i know, may not be enough to mend your broken spirit or heal mom’s physical pain… but i can pray, my friend… for you…for mom…for us…
Email from Belle, Iloilo City
I can deeply empathize with what you’re going through right now regarding your Mom. I also went through that many years ago.
But do not hold on too tight. Let God’s will be done. He knows better and He knows what to do, and when to do it. Just pray, pray, pray hard. We will also pray for her…. take faith my friend.
Email from Lelen, Canada
You and your family, esp your mommy is with us, in our thoughts and in our prayers.
Like belle said, mahirap kase pinagdaanan niya na rin yon. Much as we would like to help you lighten your paghihirap dahil nakikita mo ata nararamdam mo ang paghihirap niya, we can only extend our love and support (spiritually and/or financially) kase malayo kami physically.
Thank you for sharing with us your personal experience reading God’s word through the daily devotion. It may not mean as much to other people, but I am glad that it has blessed you at your point of need. Truly, God’s word is our comfort. And whatever process God may use, whatever plans are in His will, we have no right to question because He is the author and finisher of life, being Alpha and Omega.
Kim said stop na daw sa pag ngawa mo… she was just trying to comfort you. Smile naman.
Thanks also to jes, belle and tale for writing.
May God be gracious to us always.
Peace and blessings,
Email from Kenneth, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
I have been apprised of the situation these past days by Kim and want to tell you that you and your family
are in my thoughts and prayers.
I cannot begin to imagine what you are going through and won’t even volunteer to offer any of the usual platitudes because my own life’s journey has not brought me to face what you are facing at the moment.
But I can say to you, my dear friend, that the depths of depression and sorrow that you are going through is never going to be permanent. In this fact we can all be steadfast in the knowledge that there is always going to be something to live for, even if we don’t know yet what it is.
My Christian inclinations tell me that there is an afterlife. I do believe in this deeply. Life as we know it is a transition. Your mother’s journey and the pain she is going through is a necessary part of that transition and HER life’s experience. It may seem odd, but we can rejoice in the fact that God has given her this opportunity to go through what she is now going through. So my friend, don’t beat yourself up over what she is going through, because when you realise that its all due to His will, how could it ever be due to something you had done or omitted to do?
The very fact that you are there now tending to her, seeing her in pain, may be as much meant for you as it is for her…
Be strong my dear Avel.
Mommy passed away a few days after we took her home from the hospital, which was her last wish before she lapsed into coma. She died inside my room while my sister Mara was trying to feed her. The day was April 26, 2007. The time was 2:20pm.
To this day, I still feel grateful for these outpouring of messages of comfort and love from friends near and far. The ones posted here are just a fraction of what I received and they have kept me stronger all throughout our ordeal.
Reading them again now made me realize more of the need to share them with the world hoping that they could also comfort a grieving soul out there who happen who drop by this blog.
And as for you Mommy, we love you more than ever but you can rest easy now. Tell Daddy we are ok. The kids are fine. The Lord has continued to bless us with His love through our memories of you.
And that is all that really matters now.
FORMER PRINCIPAL HONORED. Retired DedEd Superintendent of Schools Leonora Peñalosa hands over to Avel Manansala, of the City Mayor’s Office a Philippine flag at the necrological rites during the funeral of his mother, Maria Ortega-Manansala at the Forest Lake San Carlos Memorial Park.. Mrs. Manansala, who was 80 at the time of her demise, was principal for 10 years of the Datu Acad Dalid Elementary School in Buayan and was instrumental in the establishment of Buayan National High School in the early 80’s during the term of then Congressman Adelbert Antonino. A native of Guiuan, Samar who migrated to Dadiangas in the late 40s, she was married to the late Avelino Manansala (of Pampanga) and devoted over 40 years of her life as an educator. She is also survived by her two other children, Orman and Maravel and five nieces. Together with Mrs. Peñalosa in the foto are other officers of the Retirees Association of Gensan, Mrs. Josefina Datago and Ms. Priscilla Mari.
🙂 what else… ubos na luha ko manoy Avel… life is so wonderful — sana may bukas pa
PAALAM Madam President!
The letters are all touching and coming from heart. I do hope Kris and her family would read your blog. It would be nice too kuya Avel if you can pay tribute to our beloved Tita Cory, for us to share also our sentiments to her. Thanks again.
It is really hurting when our mothers are gone. I’ve lost mine when I was five years old. But anyway rest assured they are in God’s hands.
Just wondering how are you related to Edgar Mansala of Rambutan Street. We grew together in that area full of memories.
This post really made me cry kuya Avel, along with the letters and the comments. Can hardly believe it’s been two years…I know how you, kuya Orman, ate Mara & the apos miss your mommy so much. But she is in God’s kingdom now with your daddy. There is no more pain, only pure happiness. I hope that thought will comfort you somehow…
It’s really very touching post….
I also miss mommy, esp the little chats we make whenever we get to huddle..she is so much fun, just like u and orman..
Two months after she passed away, we lost tatay too and i perfectly understand how u feel today and how u felt then…
That is why, i really treasure the time that we have right now with nanay and i hope she stays with us for a long time pa…
Be strong ache, God loves u 🙂
@Avel, Orman & Maravel,
“God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.”
— Jewish proverb
As an orphan and eldest son myself, I feel your longing for your mother. I know how it is to miss her in times of trials and triumphs. I feel the lonely feeling that we children feel that there is something in our hearts somehow.
My own parents had never forgotten how your mother helped locate a wayward son who was detained in the military camp in Buayan. When Ma’am Maria confirmed to them that their son was alive and well in the said camp, my parents were profuse in their gratitude to her. I now extend the same to the three of you.
I imagine Ma’am Maria lounging in heaven, sharing snacks with your father,my parents and other friends as they watch over us and the rest of their families back here on earth.
Take heart in the unfathomable love of your mother for you. God bless.
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I was crying as I read your missives, i miss my MOm, she is just an hour away but i haven’t seen her for months…
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OUr dearest Sir Avel,
We are very sorry to hear that you had lost your mom already. It was only last year through MBS2 that we had known you and since then, we bonded like old friends and family already. THe exchange of emails only pretty show that you are a great person with a very big heart and that you have great friends in different sizes.
We are pretty sure your mom is with the loving hands of our Father. She is always on the lookout of her family, protecting you and the rest of her flock.
My best wishes to you and to your loved ones always.
From me and my family,
Missing Mom So Bad
I woke up feeling sad today. I miss my mom. She died last April 26, 2007. I miss her so bad that I cry just thinking about her.
Sayang. Sayang is all I can say now. I wasted the times when she was alive and not bonded with her enough. I was too immersed with work that I unconciously took her presence for granted. I miss the times when we used to talk. I miss her stories about her experiences as a teacher. Mom was an educator. She is the epitome of what a teacher should be.
Weeks before my mom died, she would complain about the pain she is feeling. I always tell her that it’s part of getting old. I was not too worried then because her recent check-up on her diabetes and hypertension showed improved results. I noticed that each time I stayed with her, she calmed down. She just wanted to hear my stories. She wanted to hear how my “new” job was coming along. She liked that. She always liked hearing my many adventures. She taught me to believe in myself. She told me that the secret to be successful is to love what I do. Mom instilled in me one important thing – to be ambitious and to aspire for excellence. But she would always tone down and say – BE HUMBLE.
I miss my Mom so much. During her last days, she would just sleep. We communicate by touch. Everytime I come inside her room, I always say in a loud voice: “REPORTING FOR DUTY, MOMMY!” I would then hold her hand and asked her if she knows who I am. Her right foot would twitch. She did recognized me.
When it came to a point that Mom was struggling for breath, I held her hand and told her that she can rest and that I will take care of my other siblings. A tear fell from her right eye. I knew then that she got my message.
I was working when I got the call. I left in huff. When I arrived, Mom lay peacefully in eternal sleep.
I miss you Mommy. Rest now. I love you very much.
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Let us always love and give thanks to God for giving us great Mothers all over the world =)
You are very lucky Tito Avel for having such a wonderful mother, strong support of a family and friends.
Prayers are indeed powerful tools that everyone can utilize at it’s best.
Let us all celebrate life while we still can. Cheers!
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august 26 or april 26? typo yata..
in behalf of the PEBA Team, we express our condolence…truly your Mom is happy seeing the services you are rendering to the place and people she love…
You’re a good son, Avel, placing other’s interest and welfare before yours. In the team, we admire you, even look up to you.
halong ka lng pirmi sir Avel…
To my dearest friend, Bariles!
Cheer up, I know your Mom had a well lived life. She may have left us but she has given us a legacy. Children who are of big help to the community by being a friend, mentor and inspiration to others. That’s you, Bariles, and your siblings.
Life is mysterious as God is. . . I know that somewhere out there, our dear departed loved ones are smiling as they watch over us.
Of course, I also have my own fair share of heart wrecking experiences but what made me persevere is the belief that we are all God’s children and we are loved by Him.
Take care, Bariles. I will always be here for you.
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very touching post. 🙂
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