Dear Mama Yolly,

It's been quite a while, hasn't it? I suppose it's been over a
year since that day. Sorrow and sadness overwhelmed my
heart, since I didn't respect you enough back when you were
still with us. Given that it was the ultimate sin a son could do,
Those horrible memories kept coming back to haunt me. I
didn't realize how much you cared about me or how much you
loved your son. "You don't know how much longer, such as
when I'll live," you kept on saying to me, and I disregarded it.
You continued urging me to say I love you, imploring me to
hug you and kiss you on the cheeks. Those wishes you made, I
couldn't even fulfill until your final moments. Everything
happened so quickly that you were gone in a split second.
Mama, I request your forgiveness as well as the mercy of
heaven since regrets are flooding my heart. I'm sorry for
disappointing you so many times, Mama. I will continue to talk
back to you even though you are merely offering me advice.
There isn't a time when I don't think of you. My heartfelt
apologies, my darling mother; I'll meet you in the holy land
one day, when I'll be able to see you again in God's arms.
Dear Papa Bong,

Hello, how have you been? This is the first time I’m asking
this of you again since, who knows when? I can’t even
remember when I last asked you how you were. You kept on
constantly working to provide for our family, and yet I still
questioned your love and dedication for us. You were always
there for us, but you don’t show your emotions that much,
maybe because you are the head of our household and you
don’t want us to see you crying or breaking down. I kept on
doubting your sincerity and affection for me and our family.
I’m sorry if that’s how I’ve felt for the longest time. It
changed, though, and I recall that moment when it had been
about an hour since you had rushed Mama to the hospital.I
called, and it took you some time to answer because maybe
you're still gathering your courage to tell me that she’s gone.
That was the first time I heard you cry, as well as the first time
I heard you blame and curse yourself.At the moment you
delivered that news, I already expected it because of an
intuition; that’s why I called, but it still hurts. My heart has
been aching until now.
Papa, reading this letter might make you mad at me because of
what I’ve said. I humbly ask for your forgiveness, my beloved
father. Truly, a father's love is great and will always be shown
and imprinted on his child’s heart.