I've never visited home for more than a week, I guess. Pa often pays me visit for, like, 3 times already. I love whenever he's about to leave, he always tap my head and said 'I'm going, so take care yourself'. That's so sweet of him.
And Mum called the other day, the day I sent her my food, Jab Chhay, I first made with my cousin via my brother. She said it's nice though it's a little bit salty and she asked me to describe how I made it. And I know she's happy and I'm sure Mum, Dad and Grandma will eat all my Jab Chhay. And I'm more pretty sure that we'll talk about it again when I visit home.
Talk about home, when I work, do some tiny house chores and cook, I always think of mum. I just realized how hard it is to be a mum. What I do everyday is nothing compare to what she does everyday.
You know when you cook and wait for your favorite people to come and expect them to eat and say, 'Ummmm it's nice. I love it!'. Just like I picture when Mum cooks and expect us to come home early and admire the foods she cooks. It's such a depress when the foods we put our effort to make is nothing to your beloved people.
You know when you do all the house works and think of her. You know it. You feel it. It's not that easy for being a Mum.
But, after all, whenever I'm near her, I become her very lazy and messy daughter again. I can't never be on my own having her with me. I hate myself for this point, utterly.
Anyway,
There are impossible things I really want.
1- Finish the books I'm reading. But it's impossible.
2- I want to have another novel, Bridget Jones's Diary by Helen Fielding.
3- I want this POGO instant digital camera.
And I don't know how to get it.
And Mum called the other day, the day I sent her my food, Jab Chhay, I first made with my cousin via my brother. She said it's nice though it's a little bit salty and she asked me to describe how I made it. And I know she's happy and I'm sure Mum, Dad and Grandma will eat all my Jab Chhay. And I'm more pretty sure that we'll talk about it again when I visit home.
Talk about home, when I work, do some tiny house chores and cook, I always think of mum. I just realized how hard it is to be a mum. What I do everyday is nothing compare to what she does everyday.
You know when you cook and wait for your favorite people to come and expect them to eat and say, 'Ummmm it's nice. I love it!'. Just like I picture when Mum cooks and expect us to come home early and admire the foods she cooks. It's such a depress when the foods we put our effort to make is nothing to your beloved people.
You know when you do all the house works and think of her. You know it. You feel it. It's not that easy for being a Mum.
But, after all, whenever I'm near her, I become her very lazy and messy daughter again. I can't never be on my own having her with me. I hate myself for this point, utterly.
Anyway,
There are impossible things I really want.
1- Finish the books I'm reading. But it's impossible.
2- I want to have another novel, Bridget Jones's Diary by Helen Fielding.
3- I want this POGO instant digital camera.
And I don't know how to get it.
3 comments:
My mum never miss asking me about how it is with the foods she cooks. And my automatic reply always "It's delicious!" or sometime, I voluntarily say, "Mum, what did you do to the soup?...Don't you know it's soooo tasty?"
That's going to be your next job when you become a mother.
My lovely mum used to ask us 'how's the taste for the meal today?'
Well, at times, I tend to lose myself when mum nagged me for not returning home for dinner since she had prepared it for hours. However, thankfully the thought had faded away since the day I tried to put myself into mum's shoe, cooking hard for a meal for a family (though it was just merely a simple dish - spaghetti) and from there I realized that how bad the feeling was when the hard-prepared-dish is not deeply appreciated by the beloved family members. Since then, I learn to appreciate every single stuff mum prepared and did. =)
The best of thing in the world is having my mum as my mum, though she's pampering me like a wholly princess. *Hehe*
high5 Jes. We're the same and I believe most of us are the same.
Nathary, I give you 10 out of 10 for being a good daughter. hehehee
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