It is written..

“Redha Allah bergantung pada redha dua ibu bapa, dan murka Allah bergantung pada murka kedua-dua ibu bapa”(Riwayat Al-Hakim)

"Being benevolent means to love people,the greatest benevolence is to love one’s own parents."

(Confucius Say)

It's a cliché, is it? I know how other people love their parents too.Some people may think that I might be too exaggerating,on how I love my parents so much.But this is how I express it. Gratitude and appreciation have its own expression.

Till today, it has been almost 52 weeks (364 days) without my mother on my side.I admit, it was not easy to let go.Even till now,I'm feeling like she 'is' around, just that she's playing 'hide and seek'.Every time I'm out and heading back home,I feel like she's waiting for me at doorstep.Each time I think of the moment that I'm going to open the door, I feel like she's is standing at the back of the door, welcoming me, asking how's my day, like she used to. And I would asked back.

I miss her all the time.I miss all her cooks.I miss all her pampers.I miss all mother-daughter chit-chat.I miss her voice.I miss her soft-touch.I miss her tenderness.I miss her warm kiss.I miss her smell.I miss saying 'mother' to her.I miss all her laughter.I miss going shopping with her.I miss doing massage to her.I miss cooking with her.I miss doing house chores with her.