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Dear, Mom

Written at Saturday, May 9, 2009 | back to top

Have you guys heard of a girl group named SNSD ( girls generation )? Even if you don't, here I recommend you girls out there, this song from them.

Dear, Mom
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zuQnFruGenM

For some reason, I’m worn out and tired

Remaining alone in my room, hugging a pillow

Touching my phone, my heart is

For some reason lonely today

Frightened by the sudden ringing of my phone

My mother’s worried call asking me if I’ve eaten

Those normally annoying words are different today

Those forgotten promises are being remembered.

I’ll become a person with beautiful heart

Become a person who is selfless

I’ll protect the expectations from mother’s love

I think of mother who used to share my dreams and brush my hair

Though I’ve made hurtful, wrong choices

You silently watched over me from behind

Though a young and innocent/not yet fully understanding child

I think I understand now

The meaning behind mother’s silent prayers

I’ll become a person with beautiful heart

Become a person who is selfless

I’ll protect the expectations from mother’s love

I think of mother who used to share my dreams and brush my hair

What do I do, my yet small heart

Will it do well without holding mother’s hand

I fear/ am weary because I still lack so much

Ill become a wise mother’s daughter (give me the strength/confidence)

I’ll become a praiseworthy daughter (no matter where I go)

I’ll protect the expectations from mother’s love

I’ll become a heart that is warm as the unconditional love you’ve shown me

I was shy and couldn’t often express

Mom, I really love you…

I only knew that i hate my mom nagging all day long at me, and she seemed so dumb. She is always like asking me where i am, and have i eaten, have i got enough money to spend, have i slept well, etc etc. I felt this rather annoying all the times.
But, I have long ago forgotten how I felt towards my mom when I was young. Yes, she is a caring mother, a wonderful mother that I should be grateful and proud of. She is such a selfless character that gave up her ambitions because of us. She'd do everything she could to make a living for us, and all she does everyday is plan for us and our future. She saved up every cent she could and cared little for herself, and she works hard to earn money to support our wants, to make us happy. Her tender hands before are rough now, covered with lots of wound. its just so different. i was selfish. i often throw my temper at her.

Think about it. How well have we been treating our mom of all these years?
Have you ever regretted it if you had treated her badly for once?
Well, i do. I almost regret it everytime as I thought of her love towards us..

Had you heard of a story: nail in the fence? There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally rhe day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that her was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said:" You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say "I'm sorry", the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. I really don't know what I should do to mend all the wound I've caused for her. Like the story there, it won't matter how many times I say "I'm sorry", the scar in my mom is never going to heal.

As tomorrow is mother's day, i hereby use this chance to thank all mother out there, and express my sense of gratitute to all of you. And also to use this opportunity to wish all moms a happy mothers' day. 你们辛苦了！

Yup, and not forgetting a short message for my mom.

All i want to say to my mommy is: Dear mommy, please forgive me for my hurtful behaviors all these years. I am not a sensible child. I'd promised you that I shall exceed in my studies an to fulfill your dreams, yet I failed to. I am really such a loser. I failed to keep my promises. I failed to surpass the 'xue's. I failed to make you feel proud of our family. I failed to be your wonderful daughter. Please forgive me for my dumbness and not understanding your hardships. And..if i have ever left a hole, please punish me severely. you are the best mommy ever and
I LOVE YOU truly..

Dear, Mom

Written at Saturday, May 9, 2009 | back to top

For some reason, I’m worn out and tired

Remaining alone in my room, hugging a pillow

Touching my phone, my heart is

For some reason lonely today

Frightened by the sudden ringing of my phone

My mother’s worried call asking me if I’ve eaten

Those normally annoying words are different today

Those forgotten promises are being remembered.

I’ll become a person with beautiful heart

Become a person who is selfless

I’ll protect the expectations from mother’s love

I think of mother who used to share my dreams and brush my hair

Though I’ve made hurtful, wrong choices

You silently watched over me from behind

Though a young and innocent/not yet fully understanding child

I think I understand now

The meaning behind mother’s silent prayers

I’ll become a person with beautiful heart

Become a person who is selfless

I’ll protect the expectations from mother’s love

I think of mother who used to share my dreams and brush my hair

What do I do, my yet small heart

Will it do well without holding mother’s hand

I fear/ am weary because I still lack so much

Ill become a wise mother’s daughter (give me the strength/confidence)

I’ll become a praiseworthy daughter (no matter where I go)

I’ll protect the expectations from mother’s love

I’ll become a heart that is warm as the unconditional love you’ve shown me

I was shy and couldn’t often express

Mom, I really love you…