First Christmas with My Mom
My Life Stories
The first part of my life, my Mom was not around. I only got to know that oh, I still do have a mom when I was around 12.
I was walking around Luzon bakery at that time, buying bread. As I passed by a beautiful older woman, my heart jumped, and we both turned around, and she said “Bing?” because that is what they call me in my family. And I, instinctivel…