Milagros “Mila” Guerrerro Barretto’s Moms - Adela Fuentecilla Guerrero and Brigida “Iday” Barbaran Guerrero A lover of the arts, she enrolled Agadel in piano lessons which culminated in a recital complete with published photos in the newspaper. Up to this day, Agadel plays the piano well. Mama Adela taught me to dance simple ballet steps with “The Swan” playing in the background. She would show us off to visitors – Agadel playing “The Swan” and I pirouetting awkwardly but with the confidence that Mama Adela instilled in me. Her genes live on in me – my love for reading and writing come from her line of journalists and lawyers. And above all, I have inherited her devotion to husband and offspring. Papa remarried in 1960. My stepmom, Brigida “Iday” Babaran Guerrero, was a 27‐year old elementary schoolteacher who happened to be staying in the same boarding house as my dad in the hinterlands of Cagayan province. Papa, a civil engineer, was working on a road construction project and got intrigued by the lady boarder who never left her room except to go to school. Again, as in the case of my Mama Adela, Papa won Mama Iday’s heart despite the howl raised by her family. What, a widower with five young children, a stranger in town, will carry off the sheltered “bunso”! Rumor has it that the reason why we the children were not asked to attend the wedding is that one of our stepaunts may object to the marriage in church during the ceremonies. Mama Iday proved to be the most atypical “madrasta” that she was always mistaken to be our biological mother. She treated us in the same manner as she did her only child with Papa. And to this day, we her stepchildren remember her unconditional love and care for us. Barely a year after her marriage, Papa left for Singapore to manage a port construction project. For a dozen years after, he left us mostly to the care of Mama Iday as he moved from one country to another overseeing dredging and other infrastructure projects for multinationals. And so it came to pass that all throughout my elementary and high school years, only Mama Iday was around to pin my medals at the end of the schoolyear. Thankfully, Papa proudly witnessed my college graduation as he had put up his own construction business in Manila by then. She made wise decisions on the purchase of our own house and on investing the funds remitted by my dad. When Papa passed on in 1979 after a lingering illness at age 57, she continued to be the rock that held our family together through good times and bad. I will always be grateful to the Lord for bringing her to my life – she who gave me away at my wedding, who helped look after me during my difficult pregnancy, who doted on our only child Yasha and who entrusted me with the administration of Papa’s estate and her retirement fund.