This morning I realized that as I grow up I can see some qualities of my mom to myself. Maybe because of the fact that she's my mother, I came from her, literally. Lately, I've been seeing changes of hobbies, tastes/preferences. Now, I'm really excited to bake, something that she really loves. I'm looking forward for an oven this week.
When I was a kid I used to ask myself 'why does she always changes the position of the furnitures inside the house?' I really didn't get it. And guess what, this morning I was doing the same thing in my apartment.
One of her hobbies was also planting. I didn't use to get the charm of the plants. I found it boring back then, but this morning I wanted to have some flowers in the stairs.
I'm really surprised and very glad of myself. My mother raised me up so well. She gave me and still showing me an never ending love. I feel very lucky to have her. She never gave up to do her best just for her children's happiness. Dad is very lucky to have her too and I'm also very blessed to have them both. I love them very much and always will.