Happy birthday, Mama!

This date will forever be in my heart, and every year on this date it will always be a remembrance of her love. 

My mom was a really nice lady, everyone loved her. She was a kind-hearted indeed, besides caring for us of course, she also cared for others. Such a big heart she has that she cared for every being. 

She sorted our garbage and kept the recyclable for the scavenger, she would gave it to the scavenger. 

Once she came home from work in the middle of a heavy rain, she found a little bird looking cold in the corner of our porch, she took it inside, put it in a box to keep it warm and gave it some food. 

When she bought some fish from the fish seller and she found out that a fish was still alive, she kept it in a pail and let it live “a little bit longer”. Unfortunately I wasn’t like her, nobody ever taught me this, it may sound gruesome but as a child I used to like catching grasshoppers and kept them in the plastic and then I would fill the plastic with water to let them drown or just separating the legs. My mom definitely never taught me that. 

So now you know why the fish only got to live a little bit longer than its fate on the chopping board. I didn’t cut it up into pieces, I just played with it, I took it out from the pail with a fish net and put it back into the pail. On and on and on, until it met Jesus, hehe. I don’t take after my mom’s personality. I’m a cold-hearted person and I’m not as nice and kind as her.

Anyway, thanks Ma for your sacrifice, you barely have any spare time for yourself, you took care of us, you raised me for this 24 years of my life. Thanks for putting up with me.

Until this time I never truly feel that she left, often I think that she will come home from work and I want to ask her something. It never fails to give me security, it feels like mom knows best indeed, mom have the answer to everything.

I remember one time it was a school holiday, my brother and I were home but dad was out of town for work. One of mom’s friends called her to go out for a reunion. She asked us first whether she could go or not but my brother and I didn’t let mom go. I thought that I wanted to spend more time with mom at home by reasoning that no one would cook for us for the day. Then she ended up not going. Sorry mom for taking up your time and your freedom.

 Credit to whoever made this cake for his/her mom. 

That is such a pretty cake.

 I envy you because u made it for her. I wasn't that lucky.

The photo was taken at The Bund on summer 2012. I skipped my ECG rotation because I didn't get summer holiday during my internship. But glad that I spent my time with them because time is your most precious gift, when you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back. I showed them my life and they were literally there to be a part of it. Mom looked tired here, she was always tired because she is a career woman, a housewife and a supermom. Thanks for everything, Ma!

Happy birthday, Ma! I love you!