Everything was fine before that day, it changed my life.
All the times, i felt that my life was great.
It drastically turn my life around since the day,
I lost my dad.

It has been 12 years since he left me.
And during that 12 years, i lead a hard life.
Maybe i made it hard for myself.
Or maybe, i just needed to learn from the hard way.

My life was becoming more wild and over the limit.
I never really bother what my mom would feel.
Or if she was worried, maybe still awake, waiting for me.
Or maybe she is sick.

I got myself into smoking and drinking.
I wont be home at this hour neither
I bothered about school.
We will always quarrel about my behavior.

But even that, i've always gotten what i wanted.
She never said "no".
She always try to get it for me.
Even that, i didnt realised my sins.

Until the day i was dragged to the Police station.
Suspected to be involved in.

When i heard that my mom, was crying outside.
Waiting for me to be out.
I realised something, first time in my entire life.

Luckily, i was just under probation,
And sent for counselling.
After that few months of life searching.

I found someone who changed me.
And mould me to become someone worthy.
Eddy.

Eversince he entered my life, i gave up alot of things.
Especially bad company.

My whole world, just revolves around him.
He was the only thing i saw.
He meant so much to me.
He even gave the most precious present i could ever asked for.
Waidi.

An Angel for above.
He brought hope, he brought life.
And he looks exactly like me.
He is 3 years old now.
And he never fails to make me proud.

What all mothers would want.
He is so bright and just so lovable.
He will always bring to tears to my eyes.
Tears of happiness.

He thought me so much about life,
That i didnt know.
That i was so oblivious to notice.
And it thought me, how hard it is to be a mother.
And knowing how my mother would have felt,
years ago.
To all the sins i've committed.
And the tears and heart aches i've given her.
Now i know.

That sacrifices is part and parcel of a mother's life.
And unconditional love for her child.
No mothers can ever hate their children.
Hatred is never powerful enough to destroy that love,
the love they have for their child.

And now, im content, the very least.