There is nothing more appropriate than to dedicate my first post of 2018 to my mom, the person who supported my SFB endeavors even though she had no clue what social media is. She was happy for me simply for the fact that I was pursuing my interest and finding opportunities in this threshold.

“Spend time with those you love. One of these days you will say either, ‘I wish I had’ or ‘I’m glad I did.’”

The start of the new year was quite rough. My incredible mother passed away about a month ago. Lucky for me- we’ve shared a close relationship. I lived under her roof most of my life, which gave us plenty of opportunity to talk, argue, laugh, and eat together. It’s been a painful experience to adjust to a life without her in it. It’s surreal having spent 1988-2017 with her only to start 2018 without her. Truthfully, no words can fully alleviate my grieving heart. However, I have been finding a lot of comfort in the memories that we’ve shared together. I wish I can hold her hand, hug her, and let her know how much I miss and love her right now.



My mom gave birth to seven children whom she pretty much raised all on her own. I’ve seen many jaws drop whenever I share that I am the youngest of seven. Yes, it’s crazy; but it also says a lot about my mom. She was a woman filled with courage, strength, resiliency, and love. Even though there were many of us, she always made sure that there’s food on the table and a roof over our heads. Looking back, I know that my siblings and I were her source of motivation.

Growing up was not easy, but my mom always made a difference. She has been there for me through thick and thin while juggling with six others. I’ve lost count on how many times she’s allowed me to move back in her home or how many times she has taken care of me when I was sick or fed me when I was hungry. She has tended to all my injuries- whether if it’s a burn, or the gash on my knee from rolling down the staircase (yes, that happened when I was a kid); or when I tripped and smashed my nose on the cement floor (yes, that happened too when I was a kid); or when I accidentally sewed my index finger with the sewing machine (yes, that happened when I was … not a kid). She has yelled, lectured, and scolded me more than I care to count, but it’s all acts of love and I’m pretty sure I deserved it every time. This is what tough-yet-unconditional love looks like.

It’s taken me a while to write this short story about my mom since I would get all choked up. There’s still so much more to say, but I’ll save that for next time. I love you, Mom. You’ll always and forever be in my heart. I miss you more than you can imagine.


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8 comments on “Dear Mom

  1. My heart breaks for you and I am sending all the love, good thoughts, positive vibes, and prayers! Big hugs sweet girl ❤

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  2. Such a wonderful story. Thank you for sharing. You’re mother sounds like a fantastic woman.

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  3. Dear friend, I am really to read about your loss. I have lost my Mother too when I was in my mid twenties. She seemed to have been quite a legend! Time and good memories are the healer! Sincerely yours, Franck.

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  4. So sorry for your loss, I’m wishing you lots of strength during this time ♥ Your mom sounds like an amazing person!

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  5. How did i just see this comment? Thank you so much for reaching out and for your warm message <3. I hope you are having a lovely week!

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