Guess How Much I Love You is a popular children’s book that sold millions of copies worldwide and was printed in several languages. It is a story of Big Nutbrown Hare and Little Nutbrown Hare trying to measure the love they have for each other. The book presented the hares as father and son but just for today, I would like to focus more on the message of the story as I see myself as the Little Nutbrown Hare trying to ask that one person in my life the question, “Guess How Much I Love You?”
I made the last minute effort to order flowers online and made sure it will be delivered on time. Choosing the flowers was easy. I got stuck when I had to fill-in the message. For how do you express insurmountable gratitude and love in limited words? How do you make someone feel that despite distance, she remains to be, as what the song says, the wind beneath my wings?
Today in Manila and in other parts of the world, we celebrate Mother’s Day. We all have our own stories and our own different ways of paying tribute to our mothers. The language of love between a mother and a child is a sacred space where only the two of them can enter and fully understand. My mother being a Math teacher, I initially would like to express my love in a language she knows best – numbers. I would like to say, “I Love You Mama from where I am to where you are and the distance between those two points is 6,679 miles” or something like, “I have loved you since I was born and that is 12,592 days or 18,132,480 minutes”. But to express it that way means, I am putting a finite measure of my love.
And so I will just simply say,
To my Mama – Just like the Little Nutbrown Hare, I would like to ask you, ‘Guess How Much I Love You?’. Don’t guess, as the probability of getting the right answer is small. For there is no measure, I couldn’t measure. But let the remaining length of my days be the gauge as I will love you and I promise to take care of you for as long as I live. Happy Mother’s Day. Thank you for everything.
Today, I say a special prayer to all the mothers I know… relatives, godmothers, teachers, cousins, classmates, friends and even those strangers I have met along the way. May God’s choicest blessings and most special graces be upon you today and always. A special thank you to all my friends who allowed me to be the godmother to their children. While I do not see them always, know that I carry them under the mantle of my daily prayers. Thank you for allowing me, in a limited capacity, to experience the joy of being a (fairy god) mother! 🙂
May this day be a grace-filled day to everyone. God bless us all!
(photos used are owned by the book’s publisher, Candlewick)