The past week that I was sick, my mom was the one taking care of me extensively. She would wake up in the middle of the night when I'm throwing up ready with hot water to ease the stomach pains. My mom took time off from her busy schedule to focus on me and make sure that I have everything I need all the time. If you know my mom, you know how busy she can get and how tight her schedule can be.
Almost every request, I always get immediately and without any hesitation or complaint from her. She even volunteered to sleep beside me so she can look after me throughout the night.
I was overwhelmed by all these. It's the first time in so many years that I was taken cared of like that again. It was like I was a kid all over again. Well, it's the first time actually that I had a case this sensitive ever since I started working.
I felt the unconditional love in its truest sense of the word from my mom. And I'm really really grateful for it. I'm actually teary-eyed right now just writing about it. Makes me think about me being a mother. Will I be able to give even half as much as what my mom gives me? Will I be able to give that unconditional love despite my child being a headache at times (well, a lot of times actually). Will I be that patient? I'm not really sure. Can I a be as superwoman as my mom? I'd be glad if I will be able to do even half of what she does.