"Wanoien"



"All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother." Abraham Lincoln.



Mother! You were my cocoon so that I can breath. In your womb, you shelter me, comfort me, nourish me, love me, so I can see the light of the world. And it happened on 6 April 1989, precisely 27 years ago. The first time you held me in your arms, I may not remember but for sure I knew I was safe. I may not remember the first time I crawled but I'm sure you'd be the proudest mother in the world then.



And I may not recollect the moment I walked for the first time but I'm sure you'd be very happy to know that your son is growing up. When you dropped me off for my first day in kindergarten, I'm sure you'd be the most worried woman in the world that day.



Although I grew up to be rather a stubborn kid yet you tolerated all my childishness because you knew I will grow up one day when I'm passed over my adolescence. At times, I've ignored you for my friends but you were my best friend when I want to go for a shopping. When we shopped, my father would point out the dress and the shoe I should wear, and yet you managed to buy the things I laid my eyes upon. My happiness was your main priority. As a teenage boy, I know I have let you down many times especially after you washed my clothes because you'd either find cigarette litters or the stain of it. Yet, you'd suppressed your disappointment, and you guided me like I was blind man needing the help of another person to cross a road. You knew that my immaturity level that blinded me throughout my adolescence will gradually go away.



I've given you a whole lot of sleepless night because I couldn't be so careless more than anyone else. At times, I used to think why you have to so worried about me. But I didn't know it is your non-negotiable rights as mother to be worrying about your children. Anyway, I will try everyday to make sure I'm OK in your heart and mind. And your faith in me is the everlasting fuel that keeps me going to be a better human being.



Today is your day, and I love you. Thank you for being my mother.



Happy women's day!

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