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Before I begin my story, I would have sang a song even though my voice is little bad. hehe. I dedicate to my mom who is far away…
You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy
When skies are gray
You’ll never know, dear
How much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away
I don’t know why this song suddenly arrose in my mind. My favorite song when I was child. My father used to play this song on the radio. Yah, my father had many cassettes of children’s songs in english and then played them on his old radio. Although I didn’t know the meaning, but I like listen those songs.
But, listening to this song reminds me of my mom right now. The meaning of that song, memories about my mom while she was alive as if spinning in my head.
I’m not a romantic person. My father is a firm person, while my mom was a firm person too. But sometime my mom became very merciful when I was sick, when I was sad and even when I got mistreatment of people. She used to be very angry if her children was beaten, bullied, or not treated well.
I remember, when I played with the neighbor’s child behind the house, and then she made me cry. I went to my home and complained to my mom. My mom then came to her house and scolded her child and her mom. Haha, It’s so funny. My mother was like that. And I think all mothers will like that.
Yeah, you know my mom passed when I was in the 3rd grade in junior high school. It is still very unstable to accept all these conditions. I feel like I lost hope. She left three children who didn’t still understand what the meaning of life really was. That night, the night where one day after may mom’s passed. As we slept in a room, I felt father staring at us one by one with a sad and compassionate look. The children left by their mother who were still very small. At that time, my brother was still in elementary school and my sister was in the 1st grade in junior high school.
There are many things that have changed in my life now. Probably it’s not what you expected it to be. I don’t know whether you’re proud of me or disappointed me now. What I want to say is, I’m sorry if I disappoint you, mom. I can’t make you proud yet. But, I promise to do what you expected. I promise will not make father to be angry and disappointed with me. I promise!
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY, MOM. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Actually I just want to be a woman like you. Tough and great woman. I always hope that a good man comes to my father who will always love me with all his heart. As you expected first. I want him to be like my father who appreciates and respects to women. I want him to always support whatever I decide and guide me well. Yes, I just want a simple man who is kind-hearted.
Kediri, Jawa Timur
