Unlike the earlier posts, I was very clear in my mind about who I was going to write about in this post. And yet, it took time for me to put it down. This is because the person I am going to be writing about means the whole damn world to me - my mother. :) I have so much to say that I don't know what to include and what not. So I guess I will just go with the flow here.
On the surface, a mother being special to you seems a pretty obvious thing. After all, who else could do so much for you? Giving birth to you after going through a whole lot of upheaval, physical pain and inconvenience, continue looking after you till you are good enough to send out in the big bad world out there, making your well being a priority, sorry, the priority of their lives, essentially making you the person you are AND yet not making a big deal of it. I don't know about others, but if I did that much for someone, I would make sure they hear about it regularly. My mom doesn't, and that is just one of the things that makes her so special. :)
If you have read my previous post, you will know that I was born a premature baby, with the docs unsure whether I would survive. That would not have been easy for anyone, least of all for the lady who had carried me for so long within herself. I can only imagine how it would have felt to be in her place, especially given that she is the worrying kind, not a (relatively) carefree soul like my dad. Yet, she persevered with me and did the best that she could to raise me as a good kid (on whether she succeeded or not, I won't comment :D) You might remember reading this quote Rather than worrying about leaving a better world for your children, try leaving better children for the world. She was someone who actually worked towards that without saying it in as many words.
If I describe how my mom loves me and has taken care of me so far, I would be only stating the obvious. At the risk of being called a mumma's boy, I will still say that I don't think anyone will ever love me the way she has, and vice versa. The most important thing that she has given me (apart from my existence itself) is a strong value system. Every time I feel tempted to take the shortcut to achieve something, I always pause and ask myself if it is the right way to do it. Would mom do the same if she was in my position? If it feels even a bit off, I don't do it. This simple question has helped me more than anything else, not to mention kept me out of trouble and helped me sleep well at night. Yes, I have faltered at times and made the wrong calls, but then, I will happily take the blame for that. :) So, if you feel like praising me for being a good boy, you know where the credit goes.
I could say a lot more here, but there is just one thing that really sums it all up. If not for my mother, I would not have been half the person I am today. She has made me what I am today, and I will always be thankful to her for that. I am not a believer, but if anything has prevented me from being an atheist, it is this woman. If there exists a mother, God surely has a chance of existing somewhere. :)
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