Never will I forget thee, my mother... a journal

I feel so tired and I dream only of a REST that would be my source of

strength in God.

Francie

I was called Francie at home but it was not carried neither in school, church nor by my peers.

I satisfied myself using the name because I feel at home with this and feel so endeared. I still long to be called in this manner.

F or P - friendly and playful as a child

R - recalling happy days all over again

A - and wishing upon the star and moon

N - never to be sad and troubled

C - child within, wake up and see!

I - in this world of ours

E - everyone is a child within

In my night prayer and silent adoration, t´was only then that I realized the love of my mother for me, I was never spanked by her, but really a beloved child and I thank God for the silent witness of my mother, her love, her affection and concern were much felt and concrete. How can a mother forget the child of her own? How can a child forget the womb that bore her?

Never will I forget thee, my mother.

(My mother Isabel Valmeo Principio died on February 26, 1999)