Never Ending Song in My Heart...

From Uncle Lee, Malaysia

My mother is a never ending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words, but I always remember the tune.

My mother was strict, being a Nonya lady of many generations with all the good virtues handed down and she guided, showed, explained what is good, what is bad, and two advice I have never forgotten, she telling me, when I was 12 years old, "Lee, you will soon be growing up to be a man, do your best in whatever you do, and even if you fail, you can say you have tried. And never, ever spoil your good name".

I never forgot that.
In a way, my father taught me to be tough, my mother taught me to love.
I will not be what I am without both their guiding hands, their love for me, I may no longer walk in their shadows, but walk now in the light as they showed me.

Sting: My Hero...

From Sting ~ Magical Milestone, Malaysia

My mum was a special person. Okay, I know most people think so too... (^o^) but to me, my mum was the best mum I could ever ask for. True, we had our differences and many a times, our personalities clashed big time!

Back when I was young, she was my hero. She was so talented. You see, she wore a lot of hats. On top of holding a full time job, she was also my teacher, counselor, disciplinarian, barber, dentist, fix-it-all, fashion consultant, the list goes on... She would fix my toys, help me with my homework, tell me alien stories (not those scary types but the non-fiction types), build my brother's bed (yes, from scratch!)... you get the idea. She was the one I ran to when I was happy / sad / upset / excited. One thing she wasn't good at was cooking... I can't remember her slaving in the kitchen to present a 8 course dinner in an hour's time! Meals were simple get-your-nutrients-and-get-out-of-the-kitchen affair! hahahaha!

When I was in my early adulthood, I started to debate with her more. I guess the ability to earn my own income sort of gave me the passport to freedom or so I thought. I could see that it pained her sometimes to see her once "good" girl has changed... I started to have my own ideas how I want to live my life and she didn't agree with some of these ideas. It wasn't like I was doing anything against the law, but more like different opinions. And we spent a few years almost not speaking to each other. Ya... that bad...

After that few rough years, we gotten back on speaking terms but were not as close as we used to until something happened. She was diagnosed with cancer. The doctor called me in (and asked her to wait outside!) and told me that it has reached the "no cure" level and asked me if I wanted my mum to know. I told him my mum was a strong woman and that I do not want to hide anything from her. We cried and hug and held hands. That day was the worst day of my life. She spent the last few months of her life staying with me since it was easier for me to send her to the hospital when she had to. During this time, we spent time talking about the good old days and I took care of her needs when she was bed ridden. Guess things had come a circle now. I do miss her...

Doreen : My Dearest Mummy....

From Doreen Kuok New Zealand.

She is the most beautiful lady with a heart of gold. She is poise, gentle and smile is always on her face. She is the most optimistic person in the family and believes everything is achievable if you put your heart to it. She always reminds us to face life with an open and happy heart as life is just too short to be miserable. The other very important teaching mum passes on to me is to be presentable all the time especially when going out meeting people. She has taught me, we being a lady need to take care of ourselves, be presentable and confident to bring out our best and being married or a mum should not deter it. My mum is a full time housewife, taking care of both my elder brother and me, doing all the cooking, cleaning and whatnot, and never a single complain coming out of her. She is always so willing to give. She, is the sunshine of our family.

Tammy Duplessie :My Mother

From Tammy Duplessie ( Moms Know Everything)

I don't post about my mother very often, actually I think I've only mention her once or twice before. My mother passed away almost 14 years ago on May 2 nd. We never really got along well together, we both have very strong personalities. I'm told I sound like my mother sometimes. My mother was diagnosed with cancer just before Christmas and she passed away 6 months later. Those 6 months my mother and I became really close. Me and my daughter moved in with my parents, my father was in his 70's and wasn't able to take care of her, so those 6 months I took care of her. I washed her, I feed her, I gave her her medicine every 4 hours, I took her to her chemotherapy 3 times a week, and I really got to know my mother as a person. It's a shame that a tragedy of her getting cancer is what took us to become close. Mother's Day was only a few days after her funeral and it was the hardest Mother's Day of my life. Since I'm a mom I know Mother's Day is supposed to be a happy special time for me, but to me there is a sadness about it thinking about my mother and the relationship that we could of had all those years.

Jo-N : My Thoughtful Mom

From Jo-N, Malaysia

This post is dedicated to my mom. I know she won’t read this but writing it out is so much better than bottling it up within me.

My mother is a wonderful mom and she is a great grandmother to my children too. I come from a family who would do things together. We eat together, watch TV together and go shopping together and I like this closeness in our family.

Being a teacher, my mom is a kind and loving person. She cares a lot about us and goes all the way out to do anything for her children.

I remembered the night when I had toothache and I was all alone in a hostel in another town about 30 minutes drive from my parents’ house. The first persons whom I thought of are my parents. I didn’t know what they could do but I knew I had to call home. I called home at 12 midnight and the call must have given them a shock. The next moment, they were by my side. I felt a relief like letting a stone drop off my shoulder.

My mom is a person who would plan everything nicely and is always a step ahead of others. She would buy Form 5 essay books for us to read when we were in Form 3 and Form 6 essay books for us when we were in Form 5. You would have guessed the result. We were very strong in our essay writing.

Being a worried person, she would worry over the slightest thing. She tends to over protect us and we were basically too dependent and naïve. I know she did out of love but now that I’m a mother, I beg to differ. I want my children to be more independent and to be able to survive in today’s world or should I say the future world.

I’m very grateful for everything my mom has done for us. Although I may not follow all her parenting approach, I love her dearly.