I stared at the mirror a bit long this morning.

I am quite concerned with the lines in my face and my

eye bags. I think Im stressing myself out lately with an imaginary fiend. But as I look in my reflection, I
cannot help but smile. The girl staring at me in the mirror looks just like you that I think I grinned
sheepishly Lola looked at me with curiosity.
I can see Ricky in the mirror- girl version, I told Lola Mommy.
I never really believed that we look the same until Kuya Atoy, that weird friend of yours, shouted
(even cursed!) when he saw me after my many years of being away from Makati. His jaw dropped as
I smiled and waved him hello. Si Ricky! Si Ricky! he shouted in glee as he ran towards me and held
me in my arms as he looked at me closely. Kamukha mo talaga tatay mo. Akala ko nabuhay ulit
eh. You bet, Kuya Atoy.
I cried this evening tatay
Again I realized that you would not be here to have a roll call this night before we go to sleep as you
tell each of us you love us.
You wouldnt be here for me to hug me when Im disappointed or annoyed or just cried because of
the petty things that bother me.
We cannot paint, invent, plant, tinker machines and wires, walk, run, eat, laugh, nap, play pool or
boomerang, bike, talk, read, play guitar, sing together again
There wouldnt be my racer tatay to teach me how to drive. You promised to be my driving
instructor
You promised to dance with me on my 18
th
birthday.
You promised to walk me in the aisle.
You told me promises should be kept and fulfilled But I am hopeful because we still have all the
time together when I get up there with you.
You see, tatay, I have grown slightly but Im still a little girl with a little wish. I pray that when Jesus
would meet me after my time here is over, you would be there with Him to welcome me. Then we
would dance and hug and you would carry me in your back as you tour me around just like the old
times.
Silly, right? I dont even know what will happen Up There (and I dont think it is time for me to know)
still I am hoping that my wish will be answered. It would be lots of fun if that will come true.
Tatay, I miss you. One day, we will see each other again. Thank you for making it easy for me to
understand how I am loved by our Father. Im striving to be like Him more so that when people would
see me they would say you raised me well because they see Jesus when they look at my life- not
Ricky or not even me.
Tatay, I will make you and God proud of me. Expecting so much from our dance up there. I hope we
will be good dancers there! Haha! I love you!