Little Cozy Corner

This should have been up yesterday since it was Mother’s Day yesterday but since we came back so late and my internet connection is still out of whack, I had to wait till now to post it up. I’m going over to the computer shop later to screw the guy who sold me a modem which only seems to work in his shop. Bah!! *not amused lar*

Anyway, Mother’s Day actually started in church when our priest gave us a sermon on how our first experience of true love is from our mothers. I wholly agree….she carried me for 9 months, suffered morning sickness and horrible heartburns and then, suffered even more to bring me into the world, and finally followed by decades of bringing me up. If it wasn’t love that she had by enduring all this pain and suffering, and most of the time, in silence, then I don’t know how else to define a mother’s love. From my experience, it is unconditional and nothing is required in return but as a daughter, I owe my whole life to her, I’m eternally bounded by her love.

Last night, the 3 of us had dinner at Kofi Haven. They had a special buffet dinner for this occasion at RM29.90++ with a live band accompanying dinner. The band happened to be a part of the band which played for my wedding so it was really good. I thoroughly enjoyed it and more importantly, so did Mum. Each mother was given a door gift and since I’m 2/3 on the way of becoming one as I mentioned in Kecik’s blog, I got one too. You can catch me posing with it over at Kecik’s blog [Almost a bad case of cam-whoring!]. It turned out to be an apron.

They also had gifts given to anyone who had an enveloped stuck to the bottom of their chair, so at one point, everyone was in a frenzy turning their seat upside down, hoping that there would be an envelope under their chair. Sadly, we didn’t get any. O well, some you win, some you don’t…. Mum had an additional present because she bumpd into 2 of her old friends from school so she was very happy and it showed all over her face.

In addition to that, Sis made her a card and I slotted in a condensed version of something I blogged about some time back about her called ‘My Mummy, My Hero‘. It’s also over at Pelf’s blog too. I edited out some parts which I knew would bring back sad memories and I didn’t want to remind her of that. I knew she shed some tears over it because I could hear her blowing her nose after the rumpling of paper, early Sunday morning as we had placed our presents on the dining table the night before, as I lay in bed, waiting for her to finish reading. She loved both our simple presents and told me that what I wrote was very nice. To hear that really made me happy for although I know that whenever she’s proud of us, she hardly voices her happiness so that simple, ‘nice’ was more than enough for me. It must be that old habit of keeping a tough front.

All in all, we had a really nice day out and this must have been one of the best Mother’s Day celebration she’s had in years because this year, both my sis and I were home with her. Normally, it would only be me because sis is away at Uni in Johor.

To all the mothers, mohers-to-be and grandmothers too - HAPPY BELATED MOTHER’S DAY!! It’s never too late to say that and after all, everyday should be Mother’s Day. [Please apply my take on Valetine's Day here - EVERYDAY should be valentine's Day.]