Love of a Mother

I always Thank God for everything. Yes! For everything. Let me tell you, my story. I still remember when I was little. In school we will be having a short presentation. That day, I don’t want to go to school. Why? Because I only have my slippers with me. To be a princess I need to have a pair of cute sandals. My mom told me that we don’t have enough money to buy the 100php worth of sandals I want. But since I was a kid. I don’t actually understand my mom. All I want is for me to have that sandals and be the princess since it is my role.  I cried myself out and since my mom has no choice. We went into a shoe store and buy that sandal. Actually, it is not really buying it but it is a form of credit to be paid soon. I arrived in school late but being excited. I was surprised when there was a changed of character, and me being the beggar who needed a pair of slippers. I was so sad about what happen. With those pair of sandals unused I told my mom to bring it back to the store where we get it and I ask sorry for what happen. I realized that in every situation. I need to be contented. I am so happy thinking how my mom manages my tantrums and my disobedience when I was little. I never thought how hard it is to raise a child. How to let a child knows how big the love of a parent can be. How willing they will sacrifice just to give everything. But I am proud of her. Someday, I will give her everything!