nothing in the world could win your position in my heart
This might be a very late birthday not-even-a-blast but I won’t bother to care.
To the mom who woke her children up almost every single morning, to the mom who still cared enough to make me breakfast despite my morning tantrum attack, to the mom who refilled my phone credits every month, to the mom who is incredibly patient, to the mom who dedicates herself to education and her family, to the mom who has made me used of not using disrespectful ways to get me what I want, to the mom who picked me up and fetched me nearly anywhere until when I was in junior high, to the mom who is not really shopisticated so that she needs to ask almost everything about her blackberry features, to the mom who likes to be the one to find when someone has the urge to tell something, to the mom whose heart also breaks every time her children’s hearts break, to the mom who always checks her children’s school papers and marks to make sure everything is fair, to the mom who fully supports her only daughter whatever her decision is, to the mom whose worries cannot be hidden, to the mom who does practically everything, like everything in everything, for her children. To the mom who sincerely takes care of her children’s stuffs even though that means she has to go drive the car or ride the motorcycle a hundred of times despite her not-so-strong body to guarantee the stuffs are finished, to the mom who is daily teased by her family members for her silly remarks, to the mom who is having not a very big cholesterol problems yet makes a big deal about it, to the mom who likes to yell to a certain father who eats sugar every night despite his diabetes and be laughed at of being paranoid and finally retort, “you still have children to feed!!!” “there’s insurance for each of them” “Bapak iki lhoo!!! Ojok mati ndisik (YOU DON’T DIE!)”, to the mom whose spirit is stronger than physique, to the mom who is so modest and plain and simple and sincere, to the mom whose birthday is on July 26, 1961, to the mom who celebrated her 50th birthday last Tuesday without me being close to her, to the mom whom I dedicate my first post in a new country for, to the greatest mom and woman in the world whose name is Mentik Hulupi.
Happy birthday to you, so sorry for the wrong things I did to you, I wish you every best thing in the world, I’ll try my best to make you proud, thank you so much, I love you.
