To the one who taught me how to emcee...

Towards the end of my kinder schoolyear, I was asked to emcee the graduation program. My mom, pregnant and all, was there to give her all out support. During one of the practice sessions, my class adviser caught a candid moment on camera -- that of my mom teaching me how to deliver the contents of the script.

Today is her fourth death anniversary, but it seems like it was only a few weeks ago that she hugged me before she breathed her last. I still call on her for help when I don't know what to do and miraculously, answers come. I know she's watching over us, and she's our extra special guardian angel.

However, I still can't help but say, I miss you, Mama... wish you didn't have to leave so soon...