Flowering May

Hey May! Here you are again. The shortest (name)  month of the year. You may come and go and i never hates you. How can i hate you when you represents us, MOTHERS. Mom, mum, mommy, nanay, mom, mama & etc., this month is ours to celebrate our challenging profession together with the blooming of the flowers. I don't mean biological mothers only but even those who loves their kids as their own. 


The complexity of our work could never be compared to others. We devoted our whole selves physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually to our kids. Agree or not, we've got the toughest job. We don't get paid with cash or credit but what we are aiming is to see our kids grow up accordingly. Our sweats, tears and blood were returned by simple hugs and kisses. These things are priceless and the effect is self-fulfilling. 


Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs in my field, since the payment is pure love.  ~Mildred B. Vermont


Children may hate their moms but moms never hate their children, no doubt about that. They scold children at the same time scolding themselves. No mother could bare watching her kids in pain. Whoever could bare, then she's not suppose to be called as mom. Our love for our kids is like an uncorrupted blooming flowers. Never be withered and will stay pure forever. 


Some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together.  ~Pearl S. Buck


Now May is here. Let's hear you say "Thank You" and "I Love You" to them. I know it is always forgotten and Now is the time! Excuses and alibies as not accepted here. Let's not be shy to tell them how much we love them. Don't wait for May to remind us about them. Remember with out them, we will never be existed.


To all moms around the earth, "HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!"