My Relationship Spotlight (Part 3)

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The woman I grew to respect

The woman I craved to become

The woman whose power and confidence I fell in love with ..

 

Is the same woman whom I called ‘Principal’,

Is the same woman whom I looked for approval all my life

Is the same woman whom I called ‘Mother’.

 

This powerful realization only came about through hindsight after all these years.

From the age of 5 to 13, before I went to boarding school in England, what I remembered was:

 

Every morning, as my mother would cook me breakfast we chatted together and she would ask me about one thing that I was most looking forward to doing in school.  With great excitement I would go on and on about how much I loved going to school. My mother and I would walk to the nearby bus stop and she would wave goodbye to me.

 

Every afternoon, my mother would pick me up from school and together we would stop by the nearby tuck shop (which by now have become the ubiquitous 7-11’s) and allowed me to choose a bar of chocolate if I did well in school.

 

Every evening, my mother would cook me dinner and together we would chat and laugh and share what I had done in school.  I rambled on excitedly in telling my mother what some of the girls had done in recess and how I had beat other students in badminton.  My mother would tuck me in to bed and read me a story until I fell asleep.

 

On weekends, my mother and I would go to the beach in Repulse Bay as I love the water.  The breeze and the warm sand slowly crept up from the bottom of my feet to all over my body.  We would lay down looking up the blue sky and we would share our dreams……and fall asleep together.

 

These were memories that I cherished so deeply……

These were memories that I wish I actually had……

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Sandy Sinn-Hussey

Motherhood has been a long journey for me. Being a single mother for twelve years, I have learned the importance of mother and child's relationship. Raising children is a lifelong career and require patience, perseverance and love.

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