Dear Mum,
When I was 3, I refused to let you put me down, cried to get my way, and wanted you by my side all the time. Grandma told me that I was a difficult child, and you were mentally exhausted. Yet, you continued to read me bedtime stories, brush my hair before I sleep and listened to me ramble about my best friend in kindergarten. Thank you for your patience and selflessness.
When I was 13, I thought I was so smart. I threw bratty comments, and slammed the door in your face. I knew my vicious words cut deep, as I later found out from Dad that you hid in your room and cried. But my pride got in the way of my apology. I acted as if nothing happened, and so did you. You still got up at 5am, made me breakfast, ironed my uniform, and sent me on my way to school. Thank you for seeing the goodness in me even when I didn’t deserve it.
When I was 18 and had a series of heartbreaks, I questioned if I would be good enough for anyone. You held my hand as my tears soaked your shirt, and told me that I would find love just as unfaltering as the one you have for me. You stayed up with me as I cried till the break of dawn, but you went to work the next day as usual, not before concealing your dark eye circles with makeup. Now, I realized that even if the whole world was throwing rocks at me, you would always have my back. Thank you for being my my shoulder to cry on.
When I was 23, I tossed and turned in bed as I worried for my future and job prospects. You listened to my frustrations and worries about my path ahead, and assured me of my capabilities. It was the boost I needed to send in that application for that much coveted job, and you celebrated with me when I received the offer of employment. You always believe in me more than I do myself. Thank you for pushing me to try my hardest.
When I was 27, you tried your best to hold back your tears as I told you about my engagement. You reminded me to be tolerant, patient, and above all, loving, with my soon-to-be husband. I would leave home soon, but I hardly feel I am leaving anything at all; We may be apart at distance, but never at heart. Thank you for teaching me how to love with poise and unwavering faith.
I am sorry it took so long for me to realize your sacrifice. I love you, mum.
Love, Su Xian.
Editor’s Note:
We wanted to celebrate a mother’s selflessness, so we asked Su xian, an IUIGA team member to share about her mom. We started this campaign with one goal in mind: To remind children everywhere of our mother’s sacrifice. Our mothers sacrifice everything for us – her youth, her sleep and her carefree lifestyle. It is high time we return the favor.
Make her feel beautiful:
Your mum has given you the best years of her youth. This Mother’s Day, make her feel beautiful, and look beautiful.
Let her have more peaceful nights of rest:
For all the late nights she stayed up waiting for you and for all the dark eye circles you have caused, help her have more peaceful nights of rest.
Help her lighten her workload:
She maintains the sanctuary of your home, ensuring you have nourishing meals and clean clothes on your back. Take the strain off her back and help her lighten her workload.
In line with our wish to celebrate our mothers’ sacrifice, we launched one of our biggest campaign in IUIGA’s history. Spend $150 and above to stand a chance to win a FREE shopping spree for you and your mother. Check out our website here for more details.
