Mother's Day Gift

We were supposed to watch the Pyro Olympics at the Mall of Asia yesterday, but due to bad weather, we cancelled. Me and my friends agreed to go to another mall instead, and I had set my mind on finding something extraordinary for my mom today, Mother's Day.

So off to Robinson's Pioneer we went. After scouring through the mini-mall (it is really not much of a mall if you ask me), I came out empty handed. Until I went inside the department store. I pondered whether to get a perfume set, a skin-care set, or a spa set. Eventually, I saw a table where some bling-blings were on sale. Suddenly, a flash back.

Some years ago, I guess I was in grade school then, my dad brought me along with him to work. We made a side trip to one of the talyers (car-repair shop) in Manila to have the car's air-conditioner fixed. Bored to death, I strolled around for a while and chanced upon a small store. It sold earrings, necklaces and other women stuff. Remembering that it was my mom's birthday the next day, I decided to get her a pair of earrings, the very first gift to her that I bought with my own money, my savings.

And then her birthday came. With a sweet kiss, I gave her my precious gift. Upon opening it, I saw a smile on her face. And then she exclaimed, "Wow! They're so nice! But I don't wear fancy. I am allergic to fancy!"

Imagine my trauma of buying her anything to wear. I never bought her anything fancy or wearable after that. I simply bought her religious figurines, books, small clocks, but none that she could wear. Until yesterday.

Yesterday, I bought her a pair of earrings, with pearl (I really have no idea if they are real or not) and some diamond studs (no idea if they are real as well). I don't really consider them fancy, but I don't know if they're the real stuff, and if she's allergic to it or not. Well, this lunch, we gave it to her. Probably not recalling the incident ages ago, she said, "Wow, earrings! I hope they're not fancy. I'm allergic to fancy."

Happy mother's day, Ma!