Monday, October 19, 2009

Your Day

We used to bicker every morning before I go to school, about how wrongly you iron my clothes or because I woke up late. Dad even said that's our favourite thing to do - to bicker about. Kumat kamit semua. I used to keep secrets from you and you'd find out anyways (mostly about me having a boyfriend during high school, a jackass for that matter) like you always do. Sometimes you weren't all too happy with me but you still put up with me and took care of me nonetheless, attending to all my wants and needs.

I'm glad I grew out of the bad relationship and with that I have grown closer to you. I'm glad that I can talk to you about anything (well, almost anything hehe). I'm glad that we can talk about crazy things and laugh like crazy women, that we always joke about with the girls as well and that we confide in you with a lot of things most people don't even talk with their mums.

Thank you for being there when I needed you. Thank you for being a listener even though you can be pretty bad at it. Thank you for listening about my worries (this raya especially!). Thank you for putting up with my sometimes shitty behaviour. Thank you for not giving up in me when I let you down. Thank you for putting food on the table for all of us. Thank you for rushing home in the middle of the day just to prepare lunch for us to eat even though you are tied up at work. Thank you for always giving me my allowance every month without fail. Thank you for never complaining about the load of work (or burden) that you have to carry. Thank you for all your sacrifices and thank you for being the responsible mother you are. I know I don't say it enough, but I love you.


Happy Birthday Mama.

3 comments:

  1. i sedih sebenarnya bila baca , terharu kot hehe . happy birthday mama Alyaa !

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  2. She said that too! Hehe. Ni dah jadi macma tribute sket but who cares :))

    Nanti I'll let her know. Thanks yang :)

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