My Mother

I had to catch a Jeep early in the morning just as the sun was coming up, in Cebu Philippines. There was only one man waiting there and he was singing into his cell phone. He nodded good morning , and said, "my mother." And then he continued singing until it was over.  The song was in Visayan, so I have no idea what it was about. After the call ended, he explained that he hadn't seen his mother for months, since moving to the city for work, and she worries about him. When he calls, she likes him to sing. He was a much better singer than any of the people I heard caterwauling at the karaoke restaurants. My fiance agreed that he was a very good son.

The last time I sang anything for my mother, it was into her answering machine the day she turned 64. It was a rendition of The Beatles song, When I'm 64.

I'm not sure if this is drivel or music, so I'm putting it down here in drivel.

Happy Mother's Day.