I can sadly say that due to my hectic finals week schedule, I cannot celebrate this Mother's Day formally with my mother. Luckily, she understands but I still feel horrible inside.
For those of you who have moms, love your mother with all your heart. You might hate your mother for her annoyance or whatever it is that of her annoys you but bottom line, she's still your mother who cares deeply about you.
A few days ago, one of my cousin Jason's best friends, whose mother passed away four months ago, drank a bit too much and was crying hysterically about wanting to see his mother, in the middle of the night, on my block. I was at first, a little irritated by the noise from outside at two in the morning, but when I heard what he was saying, I couldn't help but shed a few tears because I couldn't imagine my life without my own mother. He was standing on the road, and couldn't care less about getting hit by a car. My mother, whose room is right across from where he was crying, was woken up by his rage and started getting teary as well. I guess my mother is one of the very fortunate ones whose mothers are still well and alive at the age of 81. But here was a 25-year old guy with three younger brothers under his wing, a widowed father, and has a low-paying job at KFC, who doesn't mind that he doesn't have too much to provide for his own family; all he wants is his mother back.
Even though I feel bad for not being able to celebrate Mother's Day with my mother, I'm going to make it up to her for sure. I promised her I will treat her dinner or lunch at the restaurant of her choice, no matter how expensive because, well...she's my mother. And if your mother is still around, do something for her, even if you think getting her a store-bought card is nothing, it'll mean the world to her. My mother has stored every card I've ever given her, even the ugliest cards I made from grade school, from Valentine's Day, Christmas, and Mother's Day.
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