I used to wonder Why my mother; Never ask what I want to be when I grow up? Never tell me to study and be something and someone And even when I did good with school she doesn’t make it … Continue reading
Today, woke up gloomy. Felt like everything gone wrong. Then, I overheard a girl calling her mom outside my window. Just like that I cried missing my mother. I don’t know how people go on with their life Because even … Continue reading
Do you remember your mom made you chicken soup whenever you’re sick? My late mom did that. But not only when I got sick. She made one when I’m tired from school’s exams and assignments. And on any days when … Continue reading
A short beautiful word. A word I wish I could call my mother.
I saw my mother’s eye. I saw God. I remembered how my mom fought pain between her sickness and drugs effect. I started to question every prayers I’ve sent. “Am I selfish asking God to let her stay?” “Am I … Continue reading