Mommy

I wanted to express my feelings about my mother, about how I pester her and how she pesters me.

How she stands up for me to dad and how she stands up for him when I criticize him.

How mom makes stupid faces and silly jokes to make us smile. Her wild laughter when she reads silly jokes, her concentration on her face when she watches TV programs on 'how to help kids have a successful life'.

About how tears flow down my face when she scolds me, and about her silent tears when I shout at her.

How she makes my favorite dishes for me and how she hides my sister's favorite snacks from me (so, Mo at least get a taste). How she lets me watch TV and read stories when she would be washing my clothes and cleaning my room. How she works day in and day out but remains the person with no work.

Words cannot express all, but, I am trying to: “Mom, I love you and thank you.............”