Well, most of the times we do fight because of our differences. We just have different personalities, because we grew up in a very different scenario.

My Mom is a second child and my lola died not long after she was born. So, my lolo married the sister of my lola and they have two children. Her second Mom, though blood related, was really not as caring as a Mom should be; of course the second Mom obviously treated her children well or better than she treat the first two children of my lolo. So, that was the history of my Mom.

This is mine: I am an only child, and my parents tried having a child for 6 years before they had me. They adopted my Mom sister’s youngest son. It was not a legal adoption, however my cousin-brother Leo or Tong-Tong as we call him, stayed with my parents since he was just 2 months old. He may have different family name than ours, but surely we treated him better than my second lola treated my Mom.

I was born with a silver spoon and raised up like a princess while my Mom was raised like Cinderella by her stepmother. My Dad just happened to be a prince charming that made my Mom a princess, and now the Queen of our house.

When I was a teenager, I questioned if my Mom really loves me because she doesn’t seem to act like she does. Then I grew up and realized that when I was on my teenage years, I was selfish; All I ever think about is myself and how to enjoy it without thinking of the consequences and others. I guess it is a part of growing up, as we grow old we realized that we are not the only ones that needs to be happy and that we start to care for other people, have an open mind on things and strength to handle all life’s challenges.

In terms of love, my Mom is lucky that she had married her first love. Though, I was not as lucky (is it too early to tell? I am not married yet – so I guess, we’ll see); I could say that I have become a better person and learned what love is better than my Mom.

Often, our personalities would clash because she thinks that she is the only person in this world that knows how to love (yeah right!). I know, that my life now is not what they imagined it would be – but so far, I am happy and satisfied.

OKAY – With those differences we have, I have come to understand how she shows love and that is very different than how I would show it. My Mom is not good in speaking it, nor showing it, but there would come a time that if you would think or see deeper on her actions, you will get the real meaning of it.

Here are some of the situations I could explain:

• She drops me off to school and waited until my class is over and fetch me. This goes since I started going to school until I graduated in high school. If this was me, I would not waste my time sitting around just waiting, but you see – love is patient, so she waited patiently for me. I hate wasting time.
• She would blame me for the wrong things I have done, shout at me and would even bring it to my face repeatedly every time we fight. If this was me, I would only make a person realize his or her mistakes once by explaining it to him or her the moment or after he or she had committed it then the next day is a different one. I hate to repeat myself. However, my Mom just cares enough to remind me or maybe she is just too forgetful that she has forgotten she said those things to me already.

There are a million things that I could tell and show our differences and how I have come to realize the true meaning of her actions, but I could summarize in few words the reasons why I love her.

I love my Mom because even if she hates what I have become, she still loves me and my kids. Even though I am a mother and a professional, she still pampers me like a baby. I love her, because I have come to realize that as a Mother, there is no job in this world that could top how hard it is (because it is an ALL IN ONE job) – especially to be a full time Mom.

To tell you, me going night shift and to be able to spend my time with my daughter during the day time made me realize this things. Sleeping is a good thing, but to sacrifice it to see meaningful moments is worth more than a million treasures.

Tags: Love, mother, My Family, parenting

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