Today, as I entered the house after a super tiring day at work, I was greeted by the smell of pineapple filling that my mom is preparing for the pineapple tarts to be made in the weekend....

Somehow, the fatigue kind of lifted off a bit. My mother, no matter how tired she is, still puts a smile on her face as she greets her children, or husband when they return home. She is 60. Takes care of her grandchildren, cooks for the family, and sews our clothes for Hari Raya..... She takes good care of us.....

I envy her strength....

I love my mom....And I hope, I can be as strong as her. some day.....



For me right now, I'm just hoping.. for a better tomorrow....