This morning, I woke up at 5:00 in the morning coz my asthma was killing me again. I didn’t want to go to the doctor because I knew that by breathing through my nose for 30 minutes, I would be able to loosen my air pipes again and be back on track. But my mom insisted that I should go so she woke my dad up and asked him to drive me to the nearest hospital. She always knew how much I’ve been suffering from this lung killer since I was little.
Now I’m feeling better as if nothing happened this morning. I feel good and look! I’m even blogging about it. There were many times in the past (even until now) when I feel flying away from home and do things solo already coz I think it’s about time for me to do so. But when times like this happen, I always realize how lucky I am that I’m living with my family, especially my mom. A lot of my friends who are working abroad told me that they still often get homesick even if they’ve been already there for ages. I’m glad it’s not the case for me because I have my mom to back me up.
I may not be able to say this every day because my mom is hard as a rock (yet softens by the sight of a pretty purse from Coach) but I really love her and I am thankful to the heavens above for giving her to me. I won’t forget everything she has done for me since day 1 and she will always be a part of whoever I am now and whatever I’ll be in the future. I love you mom. I think I will be a secret mama’s boy forever…next to being grandma’s boy.
And to all the mothers out there, happy mom’s day to you! You deserve all the best things in life because you have the hardest yet most gratifying job in the world.