To Mom with Love

Today is February 9... My Mum's birthday. And since I can't be with her today, I've already rung her and thought I'd also do a little birthday tribute here on my blog

When people ask who my heroes are, My Mum tops the list. She was always (and continues to be!) there for us, made most of our clothes, cooked lavish meals, packed lunches according to our preferences, encouraged us to do better, praised us when we had done our best, taught us to work hard to achieve our dreams, showed us by example to never be too busy to help someone, modeled true compassion and love and ... even when the whole world seemed to be against us and above all loved us unconditionally ... she wrapped us in the magical healing warmth of a Mother's hug! To me my mom is the most beautiful woman on earth and feel so proud when people droool of how young she looks.
If I grow up to be half the woman my Mum is ... I reckon I'll be pretty happy! :0)
So here I am indulging myself by paying tribute to the most beautiful, wise and loving woman My MOM

Mummy......
I would have given anything to be with you today and share your joy but as you know distance is such an issue.
I would sweep the yard, dust free the house and cook a meal.
Take pictures. Oh so many pictures of you - smiling, happy, candid ones.
To give you my gift, first.
Thanking the good Lord above for who you are, for gifting you to us and for all you mean to me.
I will remember all the special things we do - the cooking, reading, crosswords, chats over coffee, laughs over the phone, the goodnight stories, the hymns we sing.
I will remember all the difficult things you help me do - getting over my fear, writing my farewell speech, saying sorry, choosing clothes, jewelery etc.
I will remember all the times I don't even need to look behind me - I know you are there, always.
I will remember all the times I know you are my friend first.
I will remember how beautiful you are and always have been.
I will hear your laugh and I will laugh to myself, I will feel you pull my cheeks and frown at you.
I will remember how you cried the night before my wedding and how you love Vinod so whole heartedly, as only you can.
I will remember how you always teach me to see the good in others.
I will look at myself in the mirror and realize how much like you I am.

You are always proud of me.
In so many you have helped me become who I am today, and sacrificed so much to give me all these opportunities to learn and for standing by me through thick n thin.
I hope somewhere you remain proud of me.
Thank you for being my best friend.
I miss you

Happy birthday Mommy dearest
I love you.