I just finish watching Freaky Friday for one of my Psych assignment stuff...
'My mum is the strictest mum of all!', '
'She has no life!'
'I can't go out with my friends'
'She don't understand me!'
Well, those are the common 'complaints' we made of our mum... Yea, I am guilty as well... Sometimes we don't understand each other... Sometimes we get on each other's nerve. And sometimes, we argue.
But, one thing remain:
She is my mum. And I love her.
I recalled what my Pastor once said: Mothers used to be daughters before. They used to be cool and happening before they have us. They don't nag before they have us.
So yeah, my mum is my mum, and none can take her place. She is special, and I love her :)
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