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  • She is a human, but I call her my superhero. She is always there especially in good times and in bad times. I can freely share my thoughts and secrets towards her too. She always do and manage our household chores like cook us food everyday,wash the plates,scrub and sweep the floor, washing and ironing our clothes and manage our small business to earn money and pay the house bill. She also teach me how to value things, how to pray when I was a kid and teach me how to respect everyone. And all I can say is that she treat me like a princess though we doesn't have a luxury car and expensive things yet I'm rich because of her tender loving care as a mother.
    With each passing day, reality hit me hard after I heard my father said that my mother involves in a car accident. I know I'm not perfect,I also commit mistakes but what think me most is that my mother is also a human and not a robot. As I sit alone in my cold dark room I realized that she also have a feeling--- a feeling that she is also tired of everything physically and emotionally. While me, I was just sitting there like a princess and didn't help her, didn't value and appreciate her worth. In three weeks when my mother was still in the hospital with my father we experienced crisis, we had many debt to people because of the incident happened. Though the driver helped my mother, well it is not enough to pay the hospital bills. All I could say is that it is all my fault, if I could only turn back the time I'll help her as long as I can but its too late! but I never give up, I kept praying and praying to God that we'll overcome this problem until one day my dad texts me that my mom is doing well and recovering. For me it is really a good news and I thank God first because I cannot live without my mother.
    Later on we're recovering slowly and our relationship in our family became stronger. As a daughter, I want to correct all my mistakes that I've made and finish my studies because I want to help my mother and make them proud of me. Indeed she is the greatest gift that I've ever recieved.
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