Some of us, sure to feel that “butterfly in the stomach” at tender age, in other words, Prep school. Prep school, that’s approximately 5 to 7 years old? Love, romantic love, in my opinion is one of the easiest and earliest things that a kid “understood” and “learned” in their environment. Crush is admiration, isn’t it; however, girls by nature tend to enjoy a bewildered imagination, like hanging out, walking on the beach, partying or able to hold hands with crushes. That is where the story get so wrong, because, even a high school could already imagine a wedding and a forever with significant others.

A lifetime commitment is never an easy choice; not a typical grandeur, magical proposal version of, “will you marry me?” engagement ring on a wine glass or sunset on a beach. They look good on picture and videos but in real-life story, no more changing of hearts and minds, it’s the ultimate-finale decision.

Tell you what, being a mother is not an easy role / shoes to fill.

My age is beyond legal, could marry tomorrow without parent’s consent (18-21) or advice (21-25). Don’t blame me if walking in the aisle scare me even more and caused chills in the spine. Someone told me before: “You will never be prepared until you get there.” That’s right. Or, maybe, being a mother is not a “privilege” for every woman out there, because it entails unwritten obligations to fulfil a task to build a healthy and productive nation.

Mum is a “SUPER-MUM”, not the “light of the house”, but the “lawyer” of the family who defends us to all our life trial. She is emotionally the strongest; imagine listening to a problem of 4: herself, Dad, Me and my little brother. Remembered to mention her once, it is not easy to be a mother of an ambitious family, when everyone is working hard to get things done. Consequently, my brother’s stamina is intermittently good and bad. When he was little, detouring a lot in several hospitals is not new, until today, it is Mum who holds his hand in every blood extraction. Her prayers and rounds of rosary make us literally survive this crazy-wonderful called life.

Neither it’s easy for her to hush the weep of the daughter for the latter failed to place in the competition. Figuring-out countries’ politics, so she could update through SMS, just because, it was her innocent intention of making sure everyone’s on the loop and not ignorant of what’s going on in the Country. Someone who never judged why her daughter a vegetarian, in fact nobody in the rest of the family is. A point where, I have no religion, my parents does not push or sanction to make me believe, rather their sincere faith makes me believe, there is God because parents LOVE me “unconditionally.”

Dad is a jewel for falling in-love with mother and made her said YES. Her role to each and every one in the family is pure. I couldn’t say, “I Love You, Mum”, uttering it is stating the obvious. Mum never ask for anything in exchange, a salty and oily fried rice, a not-so-well-done massage in the hand and back are enough, to her, she knew that our love for her too is unconditional. Daddy, please don’t get jealous that I write for Mommy, at any rate, we’re always on the phone chitty-chatty.

Ladies, please serve this as a good reminder, including myself. Imagination although is our nature, be careful to what exactly you wish for, for there is really no “the one”. It is you who will choose who is “the one” that will be your lifetime partner, someone whom will brave all the problems and issues that will come along. Having a child is another story, it requires a responsible parenthood, who said it’s okay to eat junks, or crying whenever baby fall sick. Good luck!