Ice Cream

 

"Happy Birthday!"

One of the bithday celebrations that I will not ever forget was April 26, 1998. 

It was late evening when my mom and dad asked us to prepare ourselves because we were going to River park. I was so excited because as a kid I always want to have a ride and go anywhere. 

My hair was covering my face as the wind blew it. The moon was so bright and at its full cirlce. It lightens the park aside from the yellow posts from the riverbanks. We sat on the bench near the river and we saw a man selling dirty icecream so I asked mom to buy some for us. 

Mom said that the icecream was already the food for my birthday. I saw her teary eyes and I did not know why. Maybe she was sad because unlike any other birthday celebrations, mine was not that like the expensive ones. 

At the back of my mind, I wanted to say that it's okay because what matters most was the memory of sharing another life with them and honestly I was and will always be thankful because I know how she sacrificed for her family and I know that money cannot buy the happiness we had. 

 
I always eat icecream so I will always remember that night and I will always remember how my mom loves me so much.