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Saturday, May 7, 2011

Mothers hold their children's hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.

The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new. When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts. A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.

Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible. Mother - that was the bank where we deposited all our hurts and worries. A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive. Tomorrow, 8 May adalah tarikh untuk Ibu-ibu di seluruh dunia. Tapi, aku tidak pernah menyambut hari ibu. Bukan kebiasaan bagiku dan bukan sesuatu yang rasmi dalam keluargaku untuk di sambut hari sebegitu. Namun, kasih sayang antara aku dan ibu, tetap tidak berubah. A mother understands what a child does not say. Thanks Ibu. Aku memanggil ibuku dengan panggilan Mama in my Malay Bruneian Language. Mama faham apa saja situasi ku walaupun aku tidak memberitahunya. Walaupun aku tidak pernah meminta untuk dibelikan, namun setelahku terangkan situasi, Mama akan memberikan seperti yangku gambarkan seperti situasi aku mencemburui kanak-kanak lain di sekolahku dahulu yang mempunyai game. Oleh sebab ketika itu aku tidak termampu membeli GAMEBOY bernilai Rm300, Mama sanggup memenuhi rasa gembira di hatiku dan membelikan untukku. Pada ketika itu aku yang kecil sanggup memberikan kata-kata manis menjanjikan akan membayar GAMEBOY Nintendo itu kemudian. Mama hanya meng'iya'kan saja. Tapi, hingga sekarang, Mama tidak berkira denganku.

I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life. Mama sering mendoakan yang terbaik untukku. Jika tidak, masakan aku sampai ke Kuala Lumpur ini dan meneruskan hidup tanpa Mama and Bapak untuk jangka masa yang agak panjang dan jika kira kan setahun, 2 atau 3 kali sahaja dapat balik. Patutlah ketika ketibaanku di Miri beberapa bulan lepas, amat terasa disayangi yang amat. Aku tahu, rindu Mama dan Bapak. A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest. You don't really understand human nature unless you know why a child on a merry-go-round will wave at his parents every time around - and why his parents will always wave back. Bila suatu hari nanti, anak-anak kita membesar, kita akan faham how much work and love it takes to raise and to keep a family together. The example of your strength Mama, devotion, and patience is now rippling through the generations. Di masa itu, ucapan Terima Kasih amat bermakna.

Oprah Winfrey pernah berkata, Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother. Anda faham itu? Nanti, faham-fahamkanlah. On Mother's Day I have written a poem for you. In the interest of poetic economy and truth, I have succeeded in concentrating my deepest feelings and beliefs into two perfectly crafted lines : You're my mother, I would have no other! [Forest Houtenschil]. A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts. [Washington Irving]. Dan anda juga harus ketahui, most mothers are instinctive philosophers. Di kala aku punyai masalah yang aku sendiri tidak dapat merungkai dan mencuba untuk menyelesaikan, aku luahkan pada ibuku better dari aku meluahkan pada bapaku. Mama menasihatkan aku begitu banyak sehingga telahku applikasikan hari-hari dalam kehidupan seharian serta di mana jua aku berada. Hanya yang merasai saja akan menyedari di sekitarku.

Oleh itu, walaupun aku tidak menyambut hari ibu, ibu lebih memahamiku dari aku sendiri. Mama terbaik. Where we love is home - home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts. Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. If I had a single flower for everytime I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.

Selamat menyambut Hari Mama 2011

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