"Who is your first love, Cha?"I can't remember the day, but I'm sure it is you. You are my first love, Mother. You are.
You teach me not only to live, but also to survive.
You teach me not only to have, but also to share.
You teach me not only to care, but also to love.
You are the smartest woman I have ever know. Even if you were not always there beside me when I did my homework, but I knew that you can answer all of my questions.
You are a very loving person, but in your own way. Even if you could not always pick me up from school, but I knew that you are always waiting for me at home.
You are the toughest woman I have ever know. Even when everything goes wrong, you are the one who remains strong and strengthen me.
You are the wisest person I have ever know. Even if your decision is opposite with my thought, I never put my doubt because I know it is you who decided.
You are the person who have the most sincere heart I have ever know. Even when you are starving, you will not eat before your children's tummy are full.
Mother, I am sorry for not always be there for you. I am sorry for every sadness I put on you. I am sorry for not doing my best in my failure. I am sorry for my inability to make you happy every time. I am sorry for every complaints I said to you. I am sorry for every bad argument I should not have said to you. I am sorry if I ever disappoint you. I am sorry for not being the perfect daughter.
I can not ever repay your kindness to me even if I could live forever.
And for the last... Happy birthday, Mom. I love you that much that I can not describe.
I love you Mom.
|now you know where I get this narcism...|