i shall dedicate this post to my mum. even though she'll probably never know about it. felt like doing it after my solitude with God..
Dear mummy,
i decided to write this cause i've been feeling really bad about being such a rebellious daughter.. for once, after working 8 to 5. i realise how much effort it is to do chores after you come home from work. how you always have to cook for me and then after dinner, do all the ironing and the laundry. all i want to do after work is laze infront of the tv or go sleep.. for that alone, i think you deserve a big applause and maybe a presidents award or something.
remember all the times i blamed you for not knowing whats happening in school, like you never tried attending any of the meet the teachers meetings.. you cant remember my class, or you dont know what subjects i take. But then again, i remember the times you took me to playschool when i was four and it was snowing heavily, about -40 degrees. you also had to explain to the playschool teacher why i scolded everyone else in chinese. in grade school, you made lunch for me everyday, be it fried rice or ham sandwich.. even till now, you do still make lunch for me to take to school or to work. even if it means waking up 15 minutes earlier. communication is a two way thing. you ask, how were my exams? and my standard reply would be: "ok". Even when i do run into problems, i'll probably just keep it to myself, not wanting you to be overly concerned and nagging me. So really, it's my fault more than yours that you know nothing about what i go through everyday.
i blame you when you get moody. but i forget that you're human too.. and all humans have mood swings. so do i. like i never put myself in your moccasins since i have mood swings half of the time. that's when i give you the silent treatment. i'm sorry.
being a mum is tough. you have to make sure everything runs smoothly in the whole family. Remember when i got my durian cuts.. the one that happened when i was carrying two bags of durians, shell and all back to ahyee's house. i sorta never forgave you for not bringing me to see the doctor in time and ignoring my insistence that something is very wrong. But then again, i think of the time before my Bio prelims when i fell sick and you nursed me the whole night so that i could take my paper the next morn. Even now, as i'm coughing, while i insist that halls can do the trick, you still had to go buy cough mixture and personally bring me to the doctor. You have to ask me if i've taken my medicine even though i'm already 18 turning 19 and can very well take care of myself. Cause you know that i'm the kind of kid that wont take her meals if she doesnt have the time or take my medicine if i conviently forget.
You've attended all my concerts and even promoted them to your friends, much as i know that classical is not your genre. You give me allowance for lunch every sunday knowing that i'm such a miser to spend my own money on lunch. You tidy my room even though it'll still be messy once i enter it. You peck me goodnight just before you go to sleep, no matter how tired you are.
I'm glad that God gave me you. Cause i wont know where or what i'll be without you. Being a mum is still tough. esp with a daughter like me. i once commented when someone asked me if i'd ever have kids saying " i think i never want to have any, it's tough raising one like me"
For all you've done and will do in the future, Thank you loads=) and i want to tell you, while i never verbalise it anymore, i LOVE you MUM!
i shall dedicate this post to my mum. even though she'll probably never know about it. felt like doing it after my solitude with God..
Dear mummy,
i decided to write this cause i've been feeling really bad about being such a rebellious daughter.. for once, after working 8 to 5. i realise how much effort it is to do chores after you come home from work. how you always have to cook for me and then after dinner, do all the ironing and the laundry. all i want to do after work is laze infront of the tv or go sleep.. for that alone, i think you deserve a big applause and maybe a presidents award or something.
remember all the times i blamed you for not knowing whats happening in school, like you never tried attending any of the meet the teachers meetings.. you cant remember my class, or you dont know what subjects i take. But then again, i remember the times you took me to playschool when i was four and it was snowing heavily, about -40 degrees. you also had to explain to the playschool teacher why i scolded everyone else in chinese. in grade school, you made lunch for me everyday, be it fried rice or ham sandwich.. even till now, you do still make lunch for me to take to school or to work. even if it means waking up 15 minutes earlier. communication is a two way thing. you ask, how were my exams? and my standard reply would be: "ok". Even when i do run into problems, i'll probably just keep it to myself, not wanting you to be overly concerned and nagging me. So really, it's my fault more than yours that you know nothing about what i go through everyday.
i blame you when you get moody. but i forget that you're human too.. and all humans have mood swings. so do i. like i never put myself in your moccasins since i have mood swings half of the time. that's when i give you the silent treatment. i'm sorry.
being a mum is tough. you have to make sure everything runs smoothly in the whole family. Remember when i got my durian cuts.. the one that happened when i was carrying two bags of durians, shell and all back to ahyee's house. i sorta never forgave you for not bringing me to see the doctor in time and ignoring my insistence that something is very wrong. But then again, i think of the time before my Bio prelims when i fell sick and you nursed me the whole night so that i could take my paper the next morn. Even now, as i'm coughing, while i insist that halls can do the trick, you still had to go buy cough mixture and personally bring me to the doctor. You have to ask me if i've taken my medicine even though i'm already 18 turning 19 and can very well take care of myself. Cause you know that i'm the kind of kid that wont take her meals if she doesnt have the time or take my medicine if i conviently forget.
You've attended all my concerts and even promoted them to your friends, much as i know that classical is not your genre. You give me allowance for lunch every sunday knowing that i'm such a miser to spend my own money on lunch. You tidy my room even though it'll still be messy once i enter it. You peck me goodnight just before you go to sleep, no matter how tired you are.
I'm glad that God gave me you. Cause i wont know where or what i'll be without you. Being a mum is still tough. esp with a daughter like me. i once commented when someone asked me if i'd ever have kids saying " i think i never want to have any, it's tough raising one like me"
For all you've done and will do in the future, Thank you loads=) and i want to tell you, while i never verbalise it anymore, i LOVE you MUM!
Although the fig tree shall not blossom
neither shall fruit be in the vines;
the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat;
the flock shall be cut off from the fold,
and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
This lullaby is only a few words
A simple run of chords
Quiet here in this spare room
But you can hear it, hear it
Wherever you may go
I will let you down
But this lullaby plays on
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my mummy
