Sep 26, 2007

my mom

I didn't like my mom the first time that I saw her. Maybe it's the reason that I didn't grow up with her... I was already a toddler or pre-schooler when I first I saw her. I was aloof to her... She left me when I was just a few months old. She went to middle east to work as a domestic helper.

When I was just young, I hate talking to her, I hate to be with her. It's not the reason that I don't really like her, but it's different to be close with her especially when she wasn't the one who took care of me when I was just a baby and I would suddenly see her when I was already 3 or 4 years old. She was like a stranger to me when I first saw her even if my father would tell me that she was my mother. Another reason was maybe we were not able to build a bond with each other like other mother and child relationship used to have. The last reason was, she was always abroad, so maybe that was the reason why I wasn't that close with her.

But when I grew up, I realized that she was a great mother to me. I can't imagine her sacrifices just to send us to a decent school, just to give us food to eat and just to provide us the luxuries in life like cellphone, computer, and even a car. I couldn't believe that she worked really hard just to provide us what we need.

Without my mom, me and my siblings will not be able to graduate from college. I know that my mom really worked hard for us. And I'm so thankful that I used her money and effort in a good way. I know that it's very hard to raise three children all by herself. And I salute her for that.

I am now a graduate of Bachelor of Science in Nursing. Even if I wasn't an outstanding student in class, I know that I still made her feel proud.

I am also a Board passer, even if I wasn't on the top list or I have a high rating, I still made her proud because she can see me that I am also working hard to reach my goals and dreams...

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