Silent Fortress

She had a hard life. They were not well off. They had to find out ways how to survive. Her mother died when she was very young. She barely have memories of her. Although she remembers how she looks like, fair skinned, curly golden hair.There was not much stories about her father or her childhood and teenage life. I just know she had her first child when she was 18 years old. And her father died after.

I just realized now that I do not really know her past. All I know is that she is a great mother. We grew up in an unconventional family set up (which I may write about someday).  But she was there to guide me and my siblings. Whenever we stayed with her, she made sure we communicated very well. We sat down every morning after breakfast and  talked about anything under the sun. Later on, we enjoyed this over coffee. She made sure that our bond was strong even in times we were apart. My siblings and I became very close to each other because of her. We got our pride, our dream, our strength, our prestige from our father. On the other hand, our mother taught us gentleness, heart, happiness, music, silliness.  If I am a loving mother to my children now, it is because of her. It is amazing how she is literally always there at our side (my sister and brother) during times when we are emotionally down. She helps us go through them. If she did not come here to help me, I would have been… She is a life savior. She is our fortress. And yet she is just quiet. She does not long for recognition. She has always been selfless. Children come first before her. She sacrificed a lot. And I salute her for that. If I were to write a story about her life, you would say it is like one of those touching films and it can even win an Oscars! : – )

Happy Mother’s Day Ma! This is my gift to you! You are loved by us and we will share many more years of happiness together. You deserve all the best things in life!

Mommy Sentiments

Usually, my day is almost over after dinner. Dishes washed and it is almost sleeping time. This is the time for cuddling, kids can play for a while before drinking milk and brushing teeth. My husband and I always enjoy watching them. We say to each other that Kirsten is our last baby. This is the last time we are watching a beautiful 2 year old baby. They grow up really fast! My boy is turning 7 this year. Often times I have flashbacks of my son’s birthday through the years. First year, party held in our house. Second birthday at the park. Third birthday when we gave him all Disney cars die cast collections. Fourth birthday was little get together with some friends (McDonalds, Chuckecheese),Fifth birthday was spent in Discovery Cube Orange County. Sixth birthday had a little party at our new home. And I intend to remember each birthfday of my kids throughout the years. I know I may have lapse of memory someday, but I believe the heart will never forget. It will always remember. So right now, we cherish. It is that moment when you stare at your little ones’ faces that make long lasting memories for the heart. I barely recall how my son looks like when he was 2 like his sister, but the feelings at those moments are still so vivid. I know the feeling at each stage or milestone of their lives. From the time I first met them (had c-sections for both) until the present. No matter how it can get exhausting as a stay at home mother, I know this moment will only be here now. I do not want to miss a thing. I will treasure each memory in my heart.