A mother, will always be the most dearest to us.
No matter how fierce she was before when we were kids, she will always be the place for us to pour our sorrows and complain. She will always be the closest to us no matter how far apart we are living.
Her pain will always be my pain. Each time she is in pain, I will feel it. My mother...she is good in keeping the pain from all of us. She was first diagnosed with breasr cancer, the deadliest illness and disease which people would not want to have it. She brave through the pain even though she had to remove one of the breast to prevent the cell from spreading.
It was another bad news for me when I went to stay over last nite. My father informed me that her vision is getting blurry and sometimes grey vision. She had a slight diabetes and is on medication rite now. I had wanted to send her to the hospital but she refused saying that her vision is getting better. She simply refused at all.
She so good at keeping her pain. I really hate when she refused to get treatment. It may be troublesome but I want her to have a better life. I still want her to have a longer life...to be able to enjoy her life more.
She is the most kind hearted woman I ever know. No one could ever deny that and no one could ever defeat all the wonder things she had done to the family.
Even so, nothing could ever replace all the care, love and concern she had for us all through her years. I would want to help ease her pain and for her to share her pain with us.
No matter what, her pain is my pain.
Semoga Allah akan panjangkan umurnya dan sembuhkan segala penyakitnya. Amin.
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