Thanking you on my birthday ♡
Today at 7:15pm, I will officially turn 19.
Gosh, I feel so OLD and I think my bones just cracked in agreement.
On my birthday, family and friends celebrate the day I came into this world.
To be frank, I don't really think it's necessary because I am not in any way more special or unique than anyone else and sometimes, I may even be less of an exclusive individual. There may be millions of people like me out there, which just makes me that much more -less- special.
On my birthday, the person who deserves the most love and attention is none other than my mother.
She carried me inside her womb for 9 months, then had her abdomen cut open just so my little life could be brought into this world. She suffered pain and gained a scar on her belly just for me.
After my birth, she nurtured me, looked out for me, prepared many things for me and loved me and she continues to do so until this very day, hour, minute, down to every single second.
My mum isn't a perfect mum. She loses her patience, she loses her temper. But that's because I'm not a perfect daughter. I do things that make her lose her patience and temper and because of that, we argue. But despite me annoying her and making her angry, she still loves me and her love is always nothing short of unconditional.
I reckon she's the best mum for me, no one can ever replace her and in all honesty, I wouldn't be able to live without her.
Thank you mum, for everything you've done for me up until now. I love you.
Mum may have done a lot but let's not forget about Dad.
My dad, is amazing. He his the ultimate hero of my life. To me, he is the best and most perfect dad anyone can ask for. Everything he has done for our family - indescribable. My dad is so smart, if he didn't have a family to worry about and continued research/studying, I'm confident that his brain would easily rival the brains of Einstein, Newton, DaVinci, Galilei etcetera etcetera. (No, I am not just saying this because he's my dad but yes, I may be slightly bias because, well, he's my dad! :D)
He's always patient and hardly ever loses his temper. I've been yelled at by Mum countless times, but I've only been yelled at by my dad twice in all my 19 years of life. I only know of one person who has this good a temper, and that one person is my dad.
He's the person I can always count on to answer any questions regarding homework (unless it's English, hehe), the one person who will keep telling stupid jokes or make a fool of himself just to make me smile when I'm feeling down. He's the same person that carried me outside in the middle of the night during the hot China summers and walked around and around in circles while singing lullabies just so I would go to sleep.
My dad is a perfect dad and a perfect husband. He is the most awesome.
Thank you dad, for everything you've sacrificed for me up until now. I love you.
No, I'm not ending this post yet, because how can I forget, the wonderful grace of God.
It is because of God that I exist today.
Thank you God, for planting me inside my mum's ovaries so that I could be conceived. Thank you for having me be born into such an awesome family with the best parents I could ever ask for. Thank you for letting me experience life, the ups and downs, laughs and tears, for every breath I have taken and will take.
Dear God, Mum, Dad. Sorry for all my inadequacies (which are a LOT) and thank you for still loving me, regardless.
Love, Linda.
O9/11/2O1O
Gosh, I feel so OLD and I think my bones just cracked in agreement.
On my birthday, family and friends celebrate the day I came into this world.
To be frank, I don't really think it's necessary because I am not in any way more special or unique than anyone else and sometimes, I may even be less of an exclusive individual. There may be millions of people like me out there, which just makes me that much more -less- special.
On my birthday, the person who deserves the most love and attention is none other than my mother.
She carried me inside her womb for 9 months, then had her abdomen cut open just so my little life could be brought into this world. She suffered pain and gained a scar on her belly just for me.
After my birth, she nurtured me, looked out for me, prepared many things for me and loved me and she continues to do so until this very day, hour, minute, down to every single second.
My mum isn't a perfect mum. She loses her patience, she loses her temper. But that's because I'm not a perfect daughter. I do things that make her lose her patience and temper and because of that, we argue. But despite me annoying her and making her angry, she still loves me and her love is always nothing short of unconditional.
I reckon she's the best mum for me, no one can ever replace her and in all honesty, I wouldn't be able to live without her.
Thank you mum, for everything you've done for me up until now. I love you.
Mum may have done a lot but let's not forget about Dad.
My dad, is amazing. He his the ultimate hero of my life. To me, he is the best and most perfect dad anyone can ask for. Everything he has done for our family - indescribable. My dad is so smart, if he didn't have a family to worry about and continued research/studying, I'm confident that his brain would easily rival the brains of Einstein, Newton, DaVinci, Galilei etcetera etcetera. (No, I am not just saying this because he's my dad but yes, I may be slightly bias because, well, he's my dad! :D)
He's always patient and hardly ever loses his temper. I've been yelled at by Mum countless times, but I've only been yelled at by my dad twice in all my 19 years of life. I only know of one person who has this good a temper, and that one person is my dad.
He's the person I can always count on to answer any questions regarding homework (unless it's English, hehe), the one person who will keep telling stupid jokes or make a fool of himself just to make me smile when I'm feeling down. He's the same person that carried me outside in the middle of the night during the hot China summers and walked around and around in circles while singing lullabies just so I would go to sleep.
My dad is a perfect dad and a perfect husband. He is the most awesome.
Thank you dad, for everything you've sacrificed for me up until now. I love you.
No, I'm not ending this post yet, because how can I forget, the wonderful grace of God.
It is because of God that I exist today.
Thank you God, for planting me inside my mum's ovaries so that I could be conceived. Thank you for having me be born into such an awesome family with the best parents I could ever ask for. Thank you for letting me experience life, the ups and downs, laughs and tears, for every breath I have taken and will take.
Dear God, Mum, Dad. Sorry for all my inadequacies (which are a LOT) and thank you for still loving me, regardless.
Love, Linda.
O9/11/2O1O