{"id":386,"date":"2013-04-03T14:02:00","date_gmt":"2013-04-03T06:02:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lifestinymiracles.com\/2013\/04\/03\/home-is-where-mom-is-mothers-day-linky-2013\/"},"modified":"2015-03-05T14:05:14","modified_gmt":"2015-03-05T06:05:14","slug":"home-is-where-mom-is-mothers-day-linky-2013","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lifestinymiracles.com\/2013\/04\/home-is-where-mom-is-mothers-day-linky-2013\/","title":{"rendered":"Home is Where Mom is…Mothers’ Day Linky 2013"},"content":{"rendered":"
A mother is one who loves unconditionally, nurtures and protects, leads by example and puts the needs of her family above her own.<\/p>\n
My relationship with my Mom only drew closer after I became a Mom. Growing up, I was a ‘latch-key’ kid. I would come home to an empty house, settle my own lunch and warm up the dinner which my Mom had pre-cooked for my sister and I before she headed off to work. As the sole-bread winner, Mom held 2 jobs to clear the bottomless debts and to bring home the bacon.<\/p>\n
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A retro photo of my Mommy and I!<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n I never see much of her. We would communicate by leaving little handwritten notes (in Chinese no less!) on the dining table or on the fridge door. If I had test (or exam) papers from school which required her signatures, I would leave them on the table attached with a note. She would place my weekly allowances on the table every Monday morning. Because Mom was busy making ends meet, as her firstborn, I assumed the role of disciplinarian-guardian to my sister, often shielding her from the taunts of loan sharks who came knocking in the dead of night.<\/p>\n Though it wasn’t the best form of parenting, she ensured bills are paid, our fees are never late and my sister and I never went hungry. We lived frugally – we never held fancy parties nor go on any family vacations (not even to Malaysia), we could not afford any music lessons or tuition but we never had to beg. The strong support from my Uncles and Aunties in Mom’s side of extended family ensured my sister and I feel little neglect. Despite these tough circumstances, Mommy never failed me. She was there to celebrate each major milestone in my life – my graduations, my ROMs, my wedding and the day I finally became a Mom. She was there when I was deep down in the valleys – when I sustained a terribly deep cut to my inner ankle at 9 yrs old, she rushed home from work and piggybacked me all the way to the A&E Department in Alexandra Hospital. When I suffered a horrid outbreak of severe Chicken Pox in my teens, she nursed me back to health….Even in the lowest point of my life when I lost 3 babies, she was there, silently grieving alongside me…<\/p>\n God works in miraculous ways. He used Dana to mend my awkward relationship with my Mom. Dana would show her affections in ways I never did. She held my Mom’s hands on long walks, she would throw hugs at my Mom whenever they meet and she plants kisses on her cheeks spontaneously. When I see the look on my Mom’s face, it’s a look of simple contentment and abundant love. <\/p>\n
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