My mom left me when i was 3 to work abroad. became dad's girl and independent from my mom ever since...compared to most of us. something my mom and i really regret up to this date. something that i dont wanna happen to my kid as well. when i was in hs i usually get excited everytime my mom comes home. then the excitement turned more dense and denser as year passes by. i didnt understand at that time why she had to leave. i remember back in college that she tried to stayed here for like 2 years and because of our constant fights i realized that i dint know my mother as much as i thought i did. when i had Isha i realized a lot of things and now i know how mother's love work and how they see things in a different light. now i know why she had to leave me when i was little. something i would do for my Isha as well. now i know the feeling of a mother loosing her baby as she grows...the feeling that you wanted to keep her to yourself. i know it sounds selfish but its more on i dont want Isha to experience what mommy had to go thru. but i know that cant happen. i know i had to let her grow on her own and just be her guide. its hard to be a mother but at the same time it feels good. the hard work, patience, all the sacrifices...its surreal. unconditional love.
thanks Ma! i love you so much!
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