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Open Letter To Mom

Hey Mom,
It’s Los again. Been a minute since I’ve wrote you, and that’s using the term liberally. The world hasn’t gone to hell-in-a-hand basket, yet, so I’m still digging. The last letter I wrote was born out of frustration, hurt, and anger. I thought I would mix it up 10 months down the line with positive energy.

Met a woman, Mom. Her name is Cher. She is also a mother of two daughters. She’s half-Filipino with her mother being the full-blooded Filipino. We had a similar upbringing so reminiscing about you has energized memories of you. It’s a compliment, trust me. I’m absolutely convinced you would love her as much as I do. Sadly, I realize that without your passing it wouldn’t have been the catalyst which led me to Cher. 

Such is life. 

Speaking of life, we’ve been together for a scant 5 months but it seems like we’ve known each other our entire lives. Until I looked at the calendar, I didn’t realize that it’s actually less time on the boards than I thought. Time is relative though, Mom. Time spent with a loved one flutters by, yet time spent with around a hate enemy … well time stops. 

I knew that humans can have that multi-layered connection. I just didn’t realize that I could have that as well! I honestly did give up on that aspect of a relationship where to the totality of compatibility is 360 degrees, encompassing, and comforting. 

It’s not suffocating, or boring or scary as I first thought.

I honestly don’t know what the future holds for me, her and us as an unit, but I’m not scared. I take comfort in the fact that I can find love again, and love fearlessly again. That’s the most positive news I can pass on to you.

Until I have more to say, I’ll keep digging along, singing my song.

Love,
Your Son
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