thank you.

Thank you for the love you gave me.

For the bedtime stories you used to tell me

For the homeworks that we did together

The magic of your touch that heals my wound

The sleepless nights you spent taking care of me when i'm sick

How you always check on us at night to make sure we sleep safe and sound

Thank you for spanking me hard on my butt,

For I know I was so lazy to study, and naughty for sure

Thank you for keep on forcing me to read textbooks,

For I only interested in novels and story books

Thank you for always being there for me

For reading my diary accidentally :)

For not giving me too much freedom

At the same time giving me room to grow,

And understand that normal teenager like me tends to rebel at times,

When I only know how to enjoy life 24/7,

How I hate responsibilties,

How I hate hostel so much,

How I complained about all the teachers in the school,

Having problems to make new friends since we move a lot,

I cried everyday while talking to you in the phone,

And hope you come and take me away from all the miseries.

Thank you for not listening to me at that time

For you really know what is best for me

Thank you for visiting me at the hostel almost everyday,

Bringing me homecooked food,

Or sometimes just lepak with me at the school canteen,

With teh tarek of course.

How I really miss those days

How you came and helped me with mathematics which I despised, a lot.

Though home and hostel is just a few miles away,

How you motivates all my friends there,

The whole hostel knew you,

The muffins that you baked for all of us there,

How all of them love you,

And wanting you as their mothers,

How jealous I was,

For you are my only mother,

And no one else can have you except for me and those 3 gemoks. :)

And abah of course.

Thank you for because of you, I did well in my pmr exam.

Because of you, I get to the chance to study in mrsm muar

And met so many great people there,

And learnt so many things that I might not have if I was in a normal day school.

How to live independently,

How to not trust people 100%,

To follow my instincts,

To control my emotions,

It was in Muar that I had so many wonderful friends and teachers

And yes, it is all because of you.

Thank you for the time we spent together,

Could be the best time of my life,

Though I was a nervous wrecked waiting for my results.

How we baked muffins together,

Lepak at different restaurants almost everyday,

From nando's to mcd to mamak to marybrown,

And the days when hospital was our second home,

For mak ji was sick,

And we helped her for we love her so much.

Thank you.

For at that time, I realised that I am not a little girl anymore

That responsibilties are the essence of life

Along with problems and pain.

Yes, I admit, I complained a lot without you knowing that.

How I wish, I was still in school.

How I wish I never grow up.

Yes. It was unrealistic at all.

Thank you for helping me to decide,

How I was so confused,

Uia or Um?

You told me not to listen much to other people,

For once, to choose something because I want to,

Not to only fulfill other people's desires.

You told me that it is not the place that determines our success,

But success depends on our own selves.

It is because of you,

I am right here where I am sitting right now,

Blogging using this free laptop, (abah topup a little bit)

Living comfortably,

While fulfilling my dreams,

Though at times I felt like flying back to where I belong

For reading textbooks is still not my favourite,

It is because of you,

I am trying hard not to follow my emotions too much,

For you always tell me to not give up.

For dreams can be achieved,

If we keep on working hard,

And try again each time we stumble hard,

As long as we never lose our faith to Allah

Thank you for being my mama,

No matter how many words I described,

No matter how many lines I wrote,

No matter how many “thank you”s I put on this post,

The lists went on and on,

Nothing is precious as your love,

And I am going to hold on it for the rest of my life,

Insyaallah.

Thank you for everything, mama

Happy mother's day.

p/s: i know, my grammar is atrocious. again. but let me publish this post ea mama. credits to areqa gak. love ya dear :)

and yes, this girl inspired me.