it was 11pm of the second night of Hari Raya. Everybody was busy doing respective work since tomorrow we would be having open house. I was sitting between my two elder sisters peeling the potatoes. i could see my brothers were sitting on the stairs watching at us. My mom (i mean my step mother) was sitting right in front of me. we were sitting around a basin of peeled potatoes. suddenly they came out with the origin of our family.
bro: mom, u have children almost once in two years
sis 1: yeah, until i hardly remember everybody's birthday
sis 2: why cant u remember? i do.
bro: lol, just easy.
then, they were counting everybody in the house and remembered their birthday. i thought they were not mentioning my name, coz obviously i m not her biological mother.
to my surprise, she recalled my name, though she couldnt remember my birthday, that's ok
i felt appreciated and i started to realise, that there's no such word of STEP MOM!!!
now, i begin to love her, and miss her and when i hug her, i just wish i could do it longer..... as if she is truly my mother.
p/s: those who still have chances living with ur mom who have u in her womb, u need to noe tha u r so lucky... so, neva let her down, coz even my mom, who didnt deliver me and knew that i m perfectly the daughter of the co-wife, yet he still loves me... and it grows bigger...
i believe i am the luckiest person in the world and she is never a step mom to me...love u with all my heart~