Who's your mama?

If we were asked who's our mom we often answered them by our mom's name. Well as for my mom I will describe her as this... She grew up in a small town of Sta Cruz, Marinduque. Raised with so much love and care. She is the 3rd to the oldest among the 7 siblings. I can say that she has been raised with more attention among the rest. It is because of her condition. She has been diagnosed with Appendisitis and undergone with operation at her early age. With that, She is more blemished and not into household tasks.
She studied in Manila and took up HRM. Knowing her as the "not into household task" she decided to went back home after college. For her, life without her parents beside her is just hard.She tried to live on her own and applied as sales lady at one of the supermarket in Manila. I can still remember how proud she is and bragging about how she was chosen. To make it short it's because of her appeal ;)
Because of her appealing beauty and good character no wonder why she has many suitor. She's one of the gullible person I know and very funny in many ways. I also like the way she dress, all eyes on her with her dress to impress look. When she met the man of her dreams at the municapal office where they both work, she finally got married and decided to adopt a child since she can't bear a baby.
She was raised with so much love just like the way she was raised. Diciplinarian at times but that is for her own sake. She was her first mentor, teacher, adviser, friend and my mamu.
Words are not enough to thank her for all the love and sacrifices she gave me. Unconditional love it is. She has this power of motherly instinct I guess.
Thank you mama for the love and sacrifices. Thank you for being the best mom for me. Thank you because you've never been selfish in giving your heart to me. I know that at times we have arguments but in the end I still run back to you.

Now my mom is a successful Principal in our town.

There’s a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begin.

– “For One More Day” by Mitch Albom

A million thanks to the supermom ever!
-I choose to inspire =)