Mom

It's truly a day for thanksgiving. It's my mom's birthday!

Thank you, Monina Mercado, for showering us all these years with your love and support. You've always had our back. And this we truly appreciate.

You had a stellar school record - accelerated twice, valedictorian and magna cum laude. You were already a successful journalist. You were working for a newspaper in San Francisco, even covered the funeral of JFK, when Dad called and asked you to marry him.

And you did! You gave up a promising career, came back to the Philippines, married the man you loved, and began building a family and raising seven kids.

You stood quietly behind Dad's back, supporting him in his career, providing for his needs, keeping his house in order. You definitely took the back seat, which I am sure was difficult at times, but you embraced this new life with love. This was your vocation and you learned to live and love it.

And even if from the very beginning Dad asked you not to take on a regular job, you managed on your spare time to build a great career as a writer, editor and publisher. Up to now you continue to work. I so look forward to your book on Lucban!

You took charge of us kids, making sure we always had what we needed. You chose schools where you thought we would flourish and involved yourself actively in the schools' development and growth.

This you always did quietly, without fanfare. (Although I do remember the time you stormed into our school to complain about the corporal punishments we boys were subjected to. A practice that was instantly stopped after your visit.)

I thank you, mom, for always being there behind all of us. Your example, love and quiet support is what keeps us all standing.

My wish is that we, your kids and grandchildren, can now give you the love and support you have given us. Let us take better care of you, mom. It's your turn to be up front. We've got your back.

Love you, mom!