In My Own World

We don’t always agree on many things. I mean, we don’t fight. It’s just that sometimes, I hate your opinions. I hate how pessimistic you can be at times. I hate how biased you are sometimes. I hate how you criticize things every now and then. But just to be clear, I don’t hate you. I just hate those things about you. But you know what? When I really think about it, those are also the things that make you  you . Without them, you wouldn’t be the mother I grew up with. Okay. Done with the hate. On with the love. I love how hardworking you are. You chose the profession that has no benefits, no time off, no sick leave, no vacation leave, no payroll. It’s a one-time clock in, and you never clock out. No retirement either. But on the other hand, you are the boss. Just kidding. No, not really. You chose to be a mother. I know you didn’t exactly choose to be  our  mother, but God knew you had all the qualifications to become one. And don’t take that the wrong way. What I mean is,...

M. Mother. One word six letters with only one meaning, and that is unconditional love. They already love us the moment they feel us in their womb. They love us even though at times we aren't deserving of their love. And they continue to love us even at times we don't give them the love that they're supposed to receive. They love us despite our shortcomings. They love us even though we don't give them the proper credit on why we are born in this world. They don't stop loving us despite the mistakes that we make. Sometimes they love us more than they love themselves. We know that they are going to love us no matter what.  O. Opportunity. That's what every mother gave us. They gave us the opportunity to be born and experience the life that we have. Even though they weren't sure how we're gonna be as a child, they were willing to take a risk and raised us in the best way that they can. And at times, we tend to take it for granted. They gave us the opportuni...