Its her smile which is priceless, while walking down the memory lane, I never saw smirk on her face.She never groaned ,Her admiration & assurance made me believe much more in myself than I ever thought of myself.
Years have passed & today I am very much at the same juncture of life, where I feel, Can I smile and not smirk like my Mom, Moms are Moms but Can I be like my Mom, The quest is on!!
Small diminutive things made her happy& translated into ecstasy. My little success made her smile with pride ,In my big failures she was the biggest support, The strength & confidence shown by her in my abilities was magical.
Time has passed &today is the time for role reversals, The support I desired then, is what she wishes today .The smile she had altruistically given me, I should be showering on her.
Mom many times, I fight with you, I disagree with you, I go mad on you, but that does not mean that I don’t love you.
I love you, adore you, respect you, I want to be your strength, your support .In small little words Mom I want to be your Mom now.
Love U Ma
