Chicken soup is a random dish in my house. I treated it so
normal until I didn't really appreciate it anymore. However, ever since I come
back hometown this time, I truly understand the hidden meaning of my mum real essence
of organic chicken soup. Part of it is because I had left hometown for more
than 4 months, missing home badly when looking at people went back home every
weekends, mid-semester breaks, Raya breaks and some public holidays. I always
tell them they are so blessed even when their mums scolded them and nagged at them,
it shows that mums care for them so much, especially when they can have hot
mummy’s home-cooked food. When my feet stepped down the newly renovated Sibu Airport,
I knew my mum was waiting outside the immigration hall, and the warm feeling
just rushed up to my mind.
The
first thing that noticed me was the chicken soup on the table. Mum told me that " Daughter, you must be tired."Mum kept saying
that it’s the chicken that she reared for xx months and started her stories
again. I looked at her and smiled. I started to appreciate every single moment
with her as I really don’t know what will happen tomorrow. Of course, both of
us know that how difficult to wait for us to meet again. Mum changed a lot when
she started her career as service advisor for a funeral corporation. She treasures
and teaches me to spend my day to the fullest. Unnecessary sadness and anger
will just waste the happiness of the day. The chicken soup is cooked with her
love- the motherly love that can never be substituted.
Mama,
thanks so much. <3
4 comments:
I did not know you're from Sibu. Enjoy your precious times at home!
Mother and child relationship is always the best:-)
Yeap, adam...far far away.
That's right. Hope u enjoy too.
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