Today is my mom's birthday. And 21 years ago today she was in the labor room waiting to give birth to me - this naughty little thing :P I grew up wondering why my mom was so strict with me, picking me up from training everyday, giving me limited amounts of allowance (unlike other people in my high school). I was quite rebellious as a teen, I hid almost everything possible from my parents - except marks because that was one thing that I could prove my worth with.
These past 6 years being on my own, I've grown to really appreciate my mom. (Other than God), I know that my mom has/is/and will be there for me. Her wisdom and advice always amuses me. Ever since high school, people always say that my mom is really cool and fun. I would be skeptical and deny that fact. In my eyes, I've always seen an authoritative mom, a mom that I cannot talk to. I would say things and do things that hurts her. I am now definitely really guilty about it.
I've always taken her for granted, for the love and care that she unconditionally gave me. Two years ago when we were studying unconditional love of God at winter retreat (and I was also leading a small group), I have to confess that I could not relate to it at all. My perspective of family and life really changed the moment when she calmly told me this year "I almost died on the trip. The bus skid and it almost fell off the mountain." I really could not understand why she can so calmly tell me about this, while I was shivering on the other side of the phone. She used this to encourage me to go after dreams if I had any, and to live everyday fully within my capacity.
People ask me how my relationship with my parents are, I without doubt can tell people that my mom is the person on earth that I can trustfully go to with any problems. I tell her about school, future, people (friendship/relationship) problems. We wrestle about the ideas of marriage, love, career. Sometimes we even joke around about the most stupid things :)
There's many more things that I have to be grateful for what my mom has done for me. Giving up her phD so that she can pick me up everyday after swimming, being there for me during my rebellious years when I needed her the most...allowing me to explode on her instead of exploding internally...listening to my rants and calming me while I'm bawling...and definitely many more things.
Thank you for all your wisdom and advice. Being supportive when it seems like I'm against the whole world. Gently rebuking me when I've made mistakes that I need to deal with it. Your calming voice...cheerful and witty jokes. People may not see that in you, but you've definitely shown me what it means to live life fully. (I really hope that you can go back to church though :))
She's coming soon and I just can't wait to give her a great big hug <3
Happy Birthday Mommy :D
I'm going to continue to pray for you and dad...
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