It's Sunday afternoon, we heard three knocks from the door..."Ayan na anak mo !" my husband told me. I felt my heart beat faster. Nagkunwari akong nakapikit...and then he kissed me . Our son Nikon was home. We haven't seen him for one week. He is staying in a boarding house near his school in Morayta. All of us are excited, my husband, our daughter Niki and of course the mother. Everyone wanted to offer him something..."kuya, binili ka namin ng oreo at yung favorite mong biscuit" "'nak, 'nak nilutuan kita ng adobo. 'nak, anong sabi ng mga classmate mo sa laptop mo? " my husband said. Ako, I just want to hug him and stare at him. "O, kumakain na ang anak mo, kwentuhan mo naman." kulit ni Papa niya sa akin. So I joined him and we talked while he was eating. "Musta ka naman Anak, di ka ba nahihirapan ? " "Nahihirapan but I have to endure the hardship...I wanted to cry. I missed him so much. Every night during sleeping time while I am on my rosary, I always asks our Gracious Father to please take care of him. Put him into HIS loving presence. Protect him always in all his undertakings. Masarap magkaroon ng mga anak. They are God's gift to us. Parents always hope and pray for their best welfare. I have two kids - Nikon and Niki...oh they are my precious gifts from GOD Almighty ! They called Nikon, Mama's boy...if Mama's boy means loving my son to the best of my ability, doing every effort I can to prove to him he is a precious child of GOD, teaching him to be GOD fearing and being at his side whenever and wherever he needs me then they are right...Nikon is a Mama's boy !!!
