My Mama

The thing about mothers is that they have a way to just get to you. I think 10 years ...or maybe sooner, my daughter will be tweeting about me as i’m blogging about my mom now. Hmm..karma! Anyway, i’m down in the ditch and i thought talking to mom could make me feel better a bit. It did...believe me, it puts things into perspectives and she’s always on my side. Sometimes i needed to remind myself of that. Especially when we only talk to each other every few weeks and the distance didn’t help as well. The talk with mom was going so well and then she said something....everything went stale. I think those who are close to me know that i am really sensitive when it comes to my family and close friends. I am guilty at reacting first and thinking later. I did that and mom realised it fast and she tried to salvage what’s left of the conversation by changing the topic and talking about dad. Dad has not been well lately and she knows that i’m worried about him. She was really tactful and i almost cried but didn’t because of the abrupt change of topic. See mom knows everything eh...she knows my soft spot and she knows how to pacify. I guess that’s her way of saying that she misses me and wishes that i’m there with her. That’s my way of rationalizing. The conversation ended well despite the minor but could have been a lethal, glitch. But i felt bad after that for being so sensitive but mom knows that i am like that. Only mom knows. They know how to make you happy and how to get to you. They will say things that you thought just to spite you but then their intention is to make you learn.

I’m still learning about life lessons from my mom at this age...how befitting? But mom has this kind of power over you. You can’t stay mad at them for too long. Why? Because you fear of being struck by lighting without any time to repent?Because you know they are right most of the time or at least their hearts were at the right place when they say those “hurtful’ things? Because heaven is underneath their feet? Hmm it sounds better in Malay...i guess because i’m a mom and have had rows with my seven year old all the time. I know it’s really hard to make the right decision all the time but you tried your best to do so. Your only guide is your heart. All moms want the best for their children and will give their lives to save their children. So you do what you think is best at that time for your child. I pray and hope that my relationship with Hannah will continue as it is now till forever, infinity and beyond. We are the best of friends. We can talk more about adult stuff now but not about boys yet! Thank God! She still thinks that they are yuckyJ . I marvel at her anecdotes about the politics of her infantile friendships and her quaint accounts of life. I love her. I love my mum. As i get older, i don’t say as often as i should but i do. I love you Mama and Happy Mother’s day! To all mothers- Have a great and relaxing weekend!