I miss my Mom. Every year we celebrate our dear mothers and I always remind my friends who still have theirs to hug them. Hug your mothers while they are still here. Without our mothers, we simply would not exist.
It’s been several years since my Mom passed. It does not every get easier. I still cry on holidays or random days. I feel like a part of me is missing. I do know that her departure forced me to mature and clean up my life. I now live my life the way she would want me to. I can no longer hide things from her, so I better be on my best behaviour.
I like to cook meals that she used to cook, to the best of my abilities. I can never replace her cooking, but I am forever thankful for her teachings. Although I was a good son, I was not perfect. I could have been a much better son. I figured she would be here forever. I want to cry as I write this.
Maybe I should cut this short. I am at one of my favorite Korean bars yet writing this post is evoking all sorts of emotions. The last thing I need is for tears to start falling and some random clown starts trouble with me. That could prove fatal for whoever crosses me.
Instead, I will stick to discipline and be positive. Do as Mom would like me to do. I shall enjoy this beer while chatting with my dear friend who works here. I will also continue plugging away at this computer because I just love working with computers. Computers are a huge part of my life. My day job, my sole proprietorship, and my partnership are all computer-based businesses. Despite my love for all things computer, nothing surpasses the love I have for my dearly departed Mother.
Happy Mothers Day. Hug yours. I wish I could hug mine again.
