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Posted by on 6 January 2012

This morning, I stared at my mother’s hand as she was signing some papers. And it struck me how old she has become. With every passing year, she has grown older, as I have…yet just as I feel as though I haven’t aged at all, in my eyes and in my heart, neither has she.

This made me cherish the time that we spent today even though we were merely doing something routine, very mundane and intolerably boring. Our lunch together, simple as it was, became special in my eyes.

My heart tears up at the thought that we may have very little time left together in this world. And my eyes well with tears at the realisation of how much I’m going to miss her once she is gone.

I love you so much, Mama, even though I may not always show it. 

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