short stories

My mother never used to celebrate on 22 December, not too offensive to say. for my mother, on the date that all goes as it is, no presents, cake, roses, if there was just a dinner that actually only happened on that date. no matter who becomes a habit in the family my mom or my dad. maybe they understand that the date marks the day conference of women who later made into a more significant being “mother’s day”
My mother might not like most other mothers. My mother was always decisive, even over protective, my mother always discipline, my mother who is too “straight” in this life, my mother is very obedient to the religion. I know that my mother was always praying for me, my brother, and also her husband (my father): D I am always confident in every step I have my mother’s prayers. I strongly believe that God always pray for my mother’s prayers. I so love my mother.
in the family, she was always brave and never look weak, she always believed in what her children and her husband outside the home. she was always faithful waiting for us to go home, any hour, my mother would not sleep. she always is behind us and never leave us. My mother never impose her will, maybe she’s too realistic with this life. I still love her.
My mother also always trying youthful, following the trend of today. in fact she is always watching american next top model, britain next top model, and other event outside the country, she didn’t really like football but she always come when me and my dad watch it. My mother also knows the song development of young people today, hehehe. sometimes I always ask for his idea to pick out stuff that I need. uh, I so love her.

however, my mother still the best. without celebrating this day, or even without saying it I think my mother is very aware that I always loved her. and I always dreamed of becoming a mother like her.