My mom has been really great, well.... both of my parents are. Whenever our dad wasn't around, my mom was always there for us. She was always the person I wanted to hug since when I was young and even now, I would look for her coziness. She defines home.

As a daughter, I just don't know how she does it, being so responsible with high tolerance level and everything. Oh and not to forget, I love her cooking I would watch or sometimes even cook with her but I still wouldn't remember the recipe. I tend to ignore her a lot but there are still times I feel guilty and do as she says. She would always tell me the stories that touched her, in life, in movies or even articles from the internet.

I remember on my first day in kindergarden I never wanted to let her go. My teacher was making me drink a lot of water to help me calm down but I was crying so hard that my throat felt awful. 

I remember hugging her every time I reached home and telling her how my day went.

I remember doing my every homework with her and I always wondered how she learned way faster than I did, like for my malay or jawi subject. Even now, she knows malay way better than I do (easy for her to bribe in the market).

It may look easy being a mother but I know its hard, there are many sacrifices and hardships my mom went through just to help raise my sisters and I up.

For this, I really thank you!

I LOVE YOU MAMA!!!!! See you at Skype.