Someday I’ll know that being a mother is hard. Really, really hard. It needs unlimited patience and takes uncountable energies. Energies for loving, caring, and sacrificing. No matter how bad your daughter’s or sons are, how naughty we are, you’re still stay. You’re never let us go.
One time, I’ll be realize that you’ve been trying too hard, walking and running through a long way to be the best version of a mother. My eyes will open to see that become a mother is the most rewarding job ever. I’ll be understand soon that you are the best woman in this world I had, that will never be replaced.
Thanks for the everlasting love.