Sunday, September 21, 2008
the most wonderful conversations i've had with my mother has always been the ones we had when we are 11,000 kilometres apart.she was there for PIBG, for every performance i've done on stage, every KH project, every art homework, every prom, every heartbreaking boyfriend, every teary qualm, and every single step of the way.
after disagreements and pseudo-rebellion and a rather traumatic birth(not in that order), nearly 22-odd years later, she is still the only one person who would be able to say exactly the right thing, know exactly how to find out what's wrong and be the person who will still be there at the end of it all, when the pieces are all over the ground and i can't pick them up myself.
arn sayang mak.
<3 <3 <3
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