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Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Today I slept in the morning 6 a.m.. Was thinking about where do human goes when we are dead. Crying so badly that my I my eyes were so swollen. Just worrying that one day when my mother leaves my brother and I behind in this world. I would become so depressed that I could think of now.

When I was young, I always think that I am close with my father compare to my mother. At that age, we always get jealous of our siblings and we like to compare our father and mother and conclude who would dote us more. So my thinking was that my mum dote my brother more than me, therefore I am closer to my father than my mother. And I remember once when I was little that I asked my mother that who she dote the most, my brother or me. And she said she dote my brother most and I cried the whole night. In the end, she came to me and say she dote me equally to my brother. Thinking back, it was quite a childhood for me.

As we grow up, we naturally close to our mother. Mother is always the one who spend most of her time accompany us as we grow up. Like when our school have "meet the parent" session, she is always the one who will go with us instead of our father. Nevertheless, she would just accept what the teacher have told her about our behaviours in school and talk to us patiently trying so hard to drill some sense into our brain. She never give up on us.

When she was diagnosed with diabetes, that was the first time I felt so empty inside me. As we grew older, she also grew older. Although she was just 40 + years old, but diabetes is an illness which is quite scary. Like few years back, an aunty who is my grandmother's neighbour who fell down and injured her leg and she did not visit the doctor till she was terrible in pain. She when to a neighbourhood private clinic and the doctor dare not to prescribe medicine for her and asked her to go hospital where there is specialist. That aunty have been hospitalized for days and her foot had been amputated. After her foot had been amputated, things got worst and her whole leg had to be amputated. She passed away after weeks she had been hospitalized. That was why I am worried about my mother.

One of the moment which I felt so heartwarming is that she told us that she could be failed in any other things, but she is success to bring my brother and I up.
When she needs help and we doesn't feel like helping, she never ever say something like "Take care of you from baby till now, you still don't want to help up. Useless kids."
She just want us to be happy and she would do anything for us. How lovely my mother could be. I really wish I could make her feel happy and give her the best for the rest of her live.

I LOVE YOU MOTHER !


LI YAN LI GUANG
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