My mother, the source of my being and the only female I could possibly talk to about everything. The person who was always there despite me being hard-headed, low-tempered and cranky most of the time, the one who’s mostly caught up with my teenage mood swings and inattention.
I know I may never have had the chance to say those three words for some reason I can never explain until now but thank you so much for everything! From the hard labor you had to experience back to when I was born to the disappointment that I wasn’t a Merit Card Awardee in high school anymore and to the near failing GWA I’ve had my first year of college. I know I may not have been the best daughter that I should be, I knowing that I’m slightly a spoiled child. These words are probably the last things I want to say because I’m too afraid of letting my actual feelings show.
I want you to know that everything I’m doing now… striving so hard to have high grades and exerting effort to change my negative side are all for the family and please never feel that you’re “always the last one” to know. You’ll always be the first not because it’s obligatory to do so but for the reason that I want to and everything is from my heart. I feel so blessed to finally have a mother who’s always been there, patiently waiting for me to grow up and realize my mistakes.
You’ll always be the woman I will call “Mama.” One and only.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mama!
And to all mothers out there, here’s a song for you. Happy Mothers’ Day, as well :)