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To my mom..

To my mom. To the woman who worked to raise me for the past 14 years. To the woman who had to dress me up every morning for KG. To the woman who wants me to be the most successful writer in this world. To my lovely mom, I write these words.
I don't think that there will be any good words to describe you. Each daughter loves her mom in her own way. But to be honest with you, I've never discovered the way that I have to love you. You have this thing that makes me love you, but sorry... I don't know what's that thing.
You try to make me feel special. You believe in me. You don't care if I get bad marks as long as I'm learning. You know that no matter what heppens with me...I'll always be your unique daughter. You tell people that I'm your daughter with some teary eyes.
When I was in 7th grade you told me that you wanted to watch me walking on the stage, with an amazing report card on my hands. Those words had a real impact on my heart, so I worked, and worked to give you what you wanted. So here I am today, writing this with a lot of hope to make you feel prouder.
Sometimes you suffer just to see a smile on our faces, so thank you mama. Thank you for being the best mom on this world. Thank you for trying, working, helping, encouraging, loving, and just thank you for being my mom. I love you mama..

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