Saturday, May 9, 2015

"She was a child and I was a child."

She was a child and I was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
Annable Lee by Edgar Allan Poe, An Excerpt

My mother was 18 when she had me. She has four children at 22. I am turning 30 and I still fear of having a child. I am too scared not to be good enough. How much more is the fear of my mom taking care of me when she was barely an adult - a child raising a child?

For all those fears that you conquered for us Mama, thank you. For your younger years that you could have had enjoyed and figured out life, but instead you devoted to us without regrets, thank you. For all the confusions and hardships you faced but you have hidden so well just to make us good people as we are now, thank you. There's an endless list of the things you have done and sacrificed for us, just like all the mothers who love their children unconditionally. So, to you and to all the mamas in the world, an endless thank you. I hope you'll overflow with joy not just today but for all the days of your lives.

Happy Mother's Day! We love you.