MOM.

When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you. You thanked her by crying all night long.

When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk. You thanked her by running away when she called.

When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with Love. You thanked her by tossing the plate on the floor.

When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons. You thanked her by coloring the dining room table.

When you were 5, she dressed you for the holidays. You thanked her by plopping into the nearest.

When you were 6, she walked you to school. You thanked her by screaming, I’M NOT GOING!

When you were 7, she bought you a ball. You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbours window.

When you were 8, she handed you an ice-cream. You thanked her by dripping it all over her lap.

When you were 9, she paid for piano lessons. You thanked her by never even bothering it to practice.

When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party to another. You thanked her by jumping out of the car and never looking back.


When you were 11, she took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked her by asking her to sit in a different row.

When you were 12, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.

When you were 13, she suggested a haircut. You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.

When you were 14, she paid a month away at the summer camp. You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, she came from work, looking for a hug. You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, she taught you how to drive a car. You thanked her by taking every chance you could.

When you were 17, she was expecting an important call. You thanked her by being on the phone all the night.

When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation. You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked her by saying outside the dorm, so you wouldn’t be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 20, she asked you whether you are seeing anyone. You thanked her by saying, Its none of your business.


When you were 21, she suggested you certain careers. You thanked her by saying, I don’t want to be like you.

When you were 22, she hugged you at your college graduation. You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a trip to Europe.

When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first apartment. You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.

When you were 24, she met your finance and asked about plans for the future. You thanked her by glaring and growling, Muuhh-there, please !

When you were 25, she helped you to pay for your wedding. You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby. You thanked her by telling her, Things are different now.

When you were 40, she called to remind you of a relatives birthday. You thanked her by saying you were really busy right now.

When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.


And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down, like thunder on YOUR HEART.

If she’s still around, never forget to love her more than ever. And if she’s not, remember her unconditional love.

Always remember to love your mother, because you only have one mother in your lifetime.



God, teach me to be generous. Teach me to serve you as you deserve, To give and not to count the cost, To fight and not to heed the wounds, To toil and not to seek for rest, To labor and not to ask for reward, Except to know that I am doing your will. Amin.

So, from now on, being a good daughter or son, it’s surely important. You’ll never regret if you’re being a good child for her. There will be always a chance to change. No reason to say, “It’s just too late.” NO! Being a good child for your mom, there isn’tΒ  the word late. Believe it.

Don’t waste your time! πŸ™‚

(dikutip dari note facebook seorang teman)

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