A silent heroine called Mom

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I get up at 6 in the morning and go to bed at 10 at night. I go to school, hang out with friends, do homework and still have time for myself. Mom gets up at 4 a.m. and goes to bed at midnight, has a job, does household chores, takes care of me and doesn’t have time for herself.

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While I was dealing with a heartbreaker in my high school that I had a crush on for 3 months, Mom was dealing with a heartbreaker that she had been taking care of for 15 years. I was 14 years old and 8 months when I shouted at my mom and told her that she was the worst mom I had ever known.

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Sometimes I forgot Mom’s birth year. She, however, always remembered my birth time and day, my weight and height, my shoes and clothes sizes, even my eye color. She does the same for my brother and my dad.

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Mom was playful, and she used to hang out with her friends a lot. After she gave birth to me, she spent most of her time taking care of me. Now I am her only best friend.

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Mom is strong. I have never seen her cry except the time she rushed me into the hospital because I broke my leg after falling from the tree in front of our house. I will never forget her eyes, they were full of tears and pain.

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Mom has not liked math for most of her life. When I told her I do not like math either, she decided to study with me to encourage me doing math homework.

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That’s why, even though there was a time that Mom grumbled at me for half a year because I lost my phone, and even though she never said “I love you”, I know she will be my forever heroine in my life.

 

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