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Monday, October 11, 2010
Superhero @ 4:02 PM


I remember how you used to hold me in your arms and never let go,
Tell me how proud you were of me,
And wiped away my tears.

I remember it so clearly, all the memories you gave me,
I know I’m not perfect but I try every day,
I want to be like you, so strong.

You’re an extraordinary woman and I realized that today,
Thank you for being my mother.

I never understood how much love I had for her until I realized everything was falling apart. I knew nothing would ever be the same but I watch my mom, watched how she stayed so strong. How she took care us when in reality I should have been taking care of her. I watch her every day, masking her pain with that sweet smile of hers. I feel like a terrible daughter sometimes because I know I’ve made my share of mistakes. I want to change it all and give my mom what she deserved all her life. So yesterday I promised myself to make that day memorable for her because that’s the most precious day in the whole year. The day my mother was born, and the reason why I’m here.

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