I was in a middle of a meadow, flowers all around me. Red, purple, and white… all so pretty. A slight breeze kissing my cheeks. I closed my eyes, turned my face upward towards the sun and let it bathe me in its light. How wonderful in this meadow! Then I felt a slight pull. Then a more insistent tug. I opened my eyes and found my daughter’s face. I was dreaming. We were in the bedroom sleeping. It is 2am. Then I hear her say the dreaded words… “Mommy dede please” (Mommy milk please).
Although this is a constant episode albeit in a different setting i.e. getting up from my comfortable slouch in the couch to make her milk, I know I am so blessed to have her here with me. After all, this is the Middle East where the usual scenario is that Filipino women leave their children in the Philippines for their job, to care for a child not their own. I pray that God give us the wisdom and guidance to be good parents.
But if possible, I hope my child can experience what my own childhood has offered. Below are 5 fun childhood experiences I wish I can give her. The substitutes may not be as grand but note that she also had numerous unique experiences growing up here which, she would not have had the opportunity to encounter had I sent her home to the Philippines. But that list is for sharing another time.