I Love You All The Way

My recent vacation at my hometown gave me the chance to unwind, meaning, sleep-eat-sing-play-dance-sing-eat-sleep (in no particular order). My baby would oftentimes join me in my busy schedule, except for sleeping and eating (as I am too good to share that. :)

I love to sing. Never mind if my singing does not love me. It came to a point when my baby innocently asked me this while I was in the middle of my concert: "Mommy, do you really love to sing?" That simple question made me think deeply if I should change career paths or perhaps, I should just be simply reported to Bantay Bata 163 for torturing her with my golden voice, much more for the consequences of her question. :)

Well, I could not blame my baby for asking me that. I sang "I Love You All The Way" for nth times. I just can't help falling in love with that song since last year when I first heard it being played. It speaks much of an unconditional love, something that the cynical-but-still-hopeless romantic in me could not help but say, "it's just too good to be true..."