A Talk With Mum
(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo)
The sun is bright and the trees are swaying ever so slightly in the soft breeze. I take a seat next to the most beautiful woman in the world.
“Hi Mum. It’s been a while. Where to start? Well, I just got fired for the second time in 16 years. Oh that’s right, I didn’t tell you bout the first time. Well, being an accountant hasn’t really been a chore for the most part. Even though I’m good with numbers I still find myself wishing I could be working with letters instead. Maybe find a quiet spot to read The Chronicles of Narnia all over again. I still remember when you gave me ‘The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe” when I was in Grade 4. I found the book by the way when I was rummaging through old boxes at dad’s house. He’s doing fine. Keeps busy by cleaning. I’ve never seen the house, garage, and backyard so spotless. I guess that’s how he copes.”
“I’m fine. Georgia’s fine, though we don’t speak much anymore. I’m still wondering how you and dad made it work for 30 years. Of course you had the three of us while the wife and I don’t even have one. She’s pretty busy with the family business. She’s flying out again tomorrow and will be back just before Christmas. Thought I’d head on over to Baguio and do some writing myself. Maybe work on the story grandpa told me and my cousin years ago. You should know, I never celebrate Christmas anymore. It’s okay, we still manage to give everyone presents and stuff. Just not the same as it used to be.”
I stand up to leave, I brush out a few stray leaves from the white headstone. It reads “Maria Isabella Gonzaldo. Born February 12, 1956. Died December 25, 2015“. I wipe some tears from my face.
“I miss you, Mum.” I say as I turn around and head back to the car.