for one more day

before i'll share my insights about mother/s...allow me to explain why i have 'for one more day' as a title. 'for one more day' is the title of a book, written by mitch albom. it speaks about mother's love and i've read this after experiencing the never-did-i-imagined-in-my-entire-life scenario...that's when i lost my mom:'(

it's been a year and a half since my mother died but up to this moment of creating this entry...it's seems only yesterday when we both talk about people, shop at downtown, reminisce her teenage life and talk about her ex-es. everything was just like yesterday...how i wish that yesterday will always be today.

my mother, amelia delgado, is different from the rest of her brothers and sisters. she's the only one who stepped up and chose the career of her choice. she dropped nursing and proceed to social work for a very simple reason: she believes that she can help and reach out more to the less fortunate if she's a social worker rather than if she's a nurse.

by then, i realized that my mommy's love is beyond the context of our house. while she's working at the zamboanga city medical center before as a social work, i was able to witness her dedication and her drive to somehow alleviate the problems of some patients when it comes to monetary needs.
by the time she passed away, i was able to take note of the many assistance that my mommy rendered, from the stories of some of the patients she helped, to some of her office mates she shared her lunch with.

but aside from being a social work, an office mate, a friend...nothing can beat her as the best mom that ever lived :)

apart from those mentioned above, as a mother, she make it a point to look after our studies, our personal necessities and wants and even our relationship with our friends. she would rather buy me a new pair of shoes than to buy a new one for her (even if her feet would clamor and badly request for a new one). i remembered last time, she mentioned that she's willing to climb the coconut tree just to get some of it's fruit just to make my favorite buko salad...



that's how my mommy show her love to us...and as long as i live, i'll forever treasure and share that love to other people specially to the less fortunate :)

me? a bookworm?

Honestly speaking I really don't know if I can consider myself bookish or a bookworm for two reasons:
1. can you consider a bookworm who only read books which interests her/him? and,
2. how many books does a person need to read for him/her to be considered a bookworm?

on question number 1...I've read a lot of books and pocketbooks, from romance to suspense, from case-solving plots to even simple works of bob ong but only because they pass my 'criteria' for a good book...what are my criteria? first, the cover should be interesting and nice, second, titles should be intriguing(intriguing? not exactly..maybe titles that will make you wonder and will motivate you to open the pages of it c: ), and lastly, the plot and the theme are inspiring, where i get to cry or maybe leave a smile on my face..something that is filled with emotions that upon closing the last page of it..you still crave to read it again : )i usually read books which revolves its theme on love and life...something i can really relate to and something that will serve as my 'motivational force' to continue with my life like my fave book---for one more day by mitch albom. this book is my little bible because i was really moved by the story and this was my confidant when the time i can't find any light...(emo? hehe:)) try to read it, it's really great...it will shed you light regarding the importance of life, time and our mothers)

on question number two, really, how many books does a person need to have or read in order to consider himself a bookworm? or numbers really don't matter as long as you read books? i don't know...can somebody answer : )

now, i still don't know if i'm a bookworm...if you have any books that might pass my criteria, feel free to lend it to me...hehe :))