Ina is the term we used to address our mother. It's identical to Mommy, Mama, Nanay, Inang, etc. Today is Ina's 5th death anniversary. On times such as this, I can’t help but remember all the good things about her. How she took care of us, especially me, (being the youngest in a brood of three and the menopause baby. he he.. ) from childhood until the time I already have my own family. She (together with my father) took care of my son too, while I was yet working until I decided to leave work when I gave birth to my daughter. I still have the feeling of guilt inside me because she died without me beside her. She was staying with me and my family since my father’s death in 1990 until the time that she reached her senility and eventually until her time of death.
Unfortunately, I was confined in the hospital at the time of her death. She died on her sleep, while under the care giving of my son who, incidentally, she took care of, until he went to school. Son is sort of happy having reciprocated the caring he received from her. Love and care, it was there in two way traffic! I'm happy on that note and I'm sure, Ina up there is happy as well!