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First of all, I would really like to wish you a very blessed and happy Mothers’ Day! So, how does it feel like being a mother to two for fifteen years? I’m sure this long journey has been one full of bumps and surprises.
Before I return to my main topic, I will sidetrack a little. Actually, I was considering to have a little heart to heart talk with you last night, but seeing you were so engrossed with your work, I thought it would be selfish of me to disturb you. Please don’t feel bad about it, I was planning to add what I wanted to talk to you about last night in this letter anyway. I sincerely hope that this letter will help you understand me better and also that you will see how much you mean to me, though I may not show my love to you outwardly.
Mother, whenever it is nearing any festival, like Mothers’ Day for example, I’m sure you will notice that Julia and I will lock ourselves up in the study and the next morning on the actual day of the festival, there will always be a gift of some sort on the dining table awaiting your acceptance. To be honest with you, I find what I have been doing very superficial. Only when there’s a festival will I then start making gifts of appreciation at the eleventh hour. However, I do not bother to show my appreciation for you on a daily basis and guilt has been accumulatively pricking my conscience. Hence, I have decided upon writing this letter, to really appreciate you. You may not seem to think so, but writing a sincere and personal letter like this is probably tougher than using my hands to create a handiwork for you.
Mother. those little acts of love you have done for me, in your magnanimous heart they may seem trivial, but in my heart they will always have a place. Be it going downstairs to buy my favourite char kway teow for me though you have just taken a bath, or staying till past midnight while i finish my homework, whatever you have done for me I will always remember. Please believe me, I’m trying hard to reciprocate, or even be grateful. The fact it, both Dad and you have showered much love and care on me and it is easy to become a spoilt brat. However, you have long ago taken care of that. Since young, you have, without fail, been inculcating in my life’s values. Every night, you will be right there beside my pillow, tenderly stroking my hair, reading aesop’s fables to me, never forgetting to emphasize on the moral of the story. I have always enjoyed those moments, when it seemed as though we were the only persons on Earth and our hearts had joined as one.
However, it can be said that all good things come to an end. I still remember I was in primary two when you were finally promoted to Assistant Director, your dream post for two whole years. Even though I was so young, I could really feel your joy as you spilled the news to Daddy over the dining table. Can you remember, I took your hands and congratulated you? Surprisingly, your eyes watered and you embraced me so tightly. However, soon you began keeping late nights in the office, so naturally that seat beside my pillow was mostly vacant. I was angry for days and refused to speak to you. In fact, I was just throwing tantrums and you could have controlled with with a single scolding, but you never did. Mother, you understood the loneliness I felt going to sleep alone and you blamed yourself totally for it. Subsequently, you bought me many toys as a form of compensation but I refused to look at them.
After so many years, I’m starting to understand the tight spot you were in. Daddy was out of job at that time and the high salary you were getting was necessary to upkeep all the enrichment activities you were sending me to. Here, I would really like to apologise for being so inconsiderate. Please forgive me. I hope you will not be mistaken that I’m telling you this to make you feel guilty. I just want to say that I understand what you have done and that I think it was the best thing to do at that time. And Mum, I’m happy that you got your promotion then.
Deep in my heart, I know you always place this family above everything. I really appreciate that and all that I’ve written above, is to tell you, simply, that, I love you. Thank you for everything.
Happy Mothers’ Day, Mum.