My Mother

             

           I love my mother ,whom I learned everything from her, how to study, take care of my husband and my children, how to cook, and how to deal with life challengesmore, than anything in this world or maybe she is the meaning of love. My mother spent her whole life take care of my siblings and I. She taught me how to respect  myself and people who I encounter in my life.

         I am wordless when it comes to mom because words don’t describe how grateful I am to have her. When I feel sick or when I am worry, the first person to whom I go is my mother. Everything seems peaceful when I put my head on her lap and all my worries disappear. When I cry nobody can ease my pain except my mom. My life without her is meaningless; it's like the fish out of water.

      I would never going to find someone that would cares about me, fears for me, or loves me unconditionally like my parent. I miss them from the bottom of my heart, I miss my father's touch, his hug and I miss my parent's kisses and smiles.

      I pray to God every day to keep them safe and sound.  Until I see them, every night I say: My Lord! Have mercy on them both as they did care of me when I was little.