
Here's an open letter to my favorite DJ in the world. To Joshua Piranha of StarFM, Jonas of Star FM and Mr. Big of Campus Radio. I hope you'd love this letter I made.
Dear Mr. Big,
How are you doing? It's been three years since I last saw you in the Intensive Care Unit fighting for a second chance to be with us again. Unfortunately, you didn't succeed. Maybe that day is your birthday in eternal life.
I was seventeen years old when you passed away. Carlo was just nine years old. Mama was fixing her papers for England. It was an unexpected twist in our lives and i thought I'd never recover from the sadness and grief you've given me.
First, let me say I'm sorry for a lot of things. Remember the day when you got mad at me when you found out that I made a collage out of your beautiful pictures? I was young and I thought we can still take more pictures in the future. Now I've learned that photographs are to be treasured. These images can bring us back to that perfect moment.
Remember when you recorded your voice in the blank tapes? You wanted to preserve it but since I am an insensitive kid, I recorded Spice Girls songs on it to your dismay, you secretly cried in the room. You thought I didn't know that? I do and I am very sorry.
How about the Father's Day celebration when I gave you a hate card? Please forgive me for doing that. It wasn't my intention to hurt you. In fact, I felt guilty when I found out that you have something for me in your bag when you went down here in Dagupan from your duty in the radio station in Baguio. I know that you cried because Mama told me about it. I feel so sorry again.
Remember the letter you gave me for my high school graduation? I misplaced it together with the letters my friends gave me. Blame Carlo (haha just kidding). Don't worry, the letter might be gone, but the words that were written is in my heart forever and I did follow your advices - don't do drugs and vices, don't forget your studies, love your family take good care of yourself and be independent. Guess what Pa? I followed every advice you've given me.
How about our small fights because of the remote control, coffee, food and electric fan? I'm so sorry again.
You think my apologies ends there? Well ..
I'm sorry because I danced for the school's orientation program a week after your death. Rumours went around town about my being disrespectful. For me, I just did the right thing. I know that I'm making you proud whenever you see me perform onstage. You were always there to watch in every contest I joined and you were my number 1 fan.
I'm sorry because I am no longer an honor student. Blame my tardiness that I got from your genes LOL. It's just that there are times when I'm feeling confused and lazy. Don't worry, I'm graduating soon.
I'm sorry because of many more things. I know that you're hurt whenever i commit mistakes, but I'm proud to tell you that I'm learning from it.
Guess what? Tita Rhodora, the wife of your former professor asked me what will i say if i am given the chance to talk to you face-to-face and if you'd ask me how far have i gone now and how much have i done from the time you passed away. I will tell you that in the span of three years, the Daddy's girl is now an independent woman trying to deal with the ups and downs of life. I am now taking your role and mom's for the meantime for the sake of Carlo. I am now inspiring other people though my writing (remember the short stories i made?). You're unica hija is still single as you wished but you know what? I am happy. Thank you because I know that you are watching over us. I love you truly and I really miss you.
Take Care and God Bless! Regards to Tito Vincent, Tito George and all our departed relatives.
Lovingly yours,
Mokolotz
P.S.
This entry is also humurous, I was smiling and crying at the same time. Akala tuloy ni Aypee kung ano na nangyayari sa akin.. hehehe.
Posted by rhodora at July 5, 2007, 7:22 pmthis is a touching letter. I’m sure your dad is proud of you. So is your mom.
unica hija rin ako kaya parang ambigat basahin ng post mo. tear-jerker!
anyway, goodluck!
Posted by emcee at July 7, 2007, 7:45 amam so touched–seemingly an errant daughter asking for forgiveness for all the childish foolishness. oh yes, your father (also your mother) must have been hurt when you did all of those things. but you know what? a parent’s heart is forgiving. despite all the hurts and pains, a parent’s heart is ready to forget, rationalizing the reasons for the behavior. a parent’s heart is full of hope–and your parents were not mistaken–you are now growing up to be the daughter they wanted you to be, loving to your mom and carlo, taking care of them. God bless you, Mica, your father as Tita Rhodora said must be grinning from ear to ear!
Posted by SexyMom at July 7, 2007, 11:29 pmThank you so much to your comments! I’m speechless!
mica,
this is a tearjerker post. waah. naiyak talaga ako habang binabasa ko ito.
your daddy must be very proud of you - for taking good care of carlo, for asking for forgiveness for all that childish mistakes..:) and for being a loving daughter.
Cheers!
Posted by des at July 10, 2007, 6:27 pm
Mica, when I read your email telling me about this post, I promised myself not to cry.
But here I am, wiping my tears.
This is so very touching. Don’t worry about those things you are apologizing for. Your dad surely understands.
And who cares about your dancing a week after he died? People misjudge, and they have got no right to ever think that way about you.
Cheers, my dear! You dad must be smiling ear to ear as he reads this. And your mom must be oh, so proud of you!
Posted by rhodora at July 5, 2007, 7:21 pm