A Tale Of Being A Mother

A mother of one.

Yes.

That is me.

Proud? Uhm not yet. Happy? Well am trying to get there. Tired? Oh you tell me. Excited? Hell yes. Bored? Duh, sometimes. Giving up? hmm...I hope not.

Scare...

Takut.

Saya rasa itu kata yang tepat. Takut. Begitu besarnya rasa itu sampai-sampai rasa yang lain pun tertutupi. Iya. Takut.

I just scare that she is going to be just like me.

Sounds silly?...

For some maybe.

Tapi untuk saya, semua ada alasannya. Saya ingin dia menjadi seseorang yang jauh lebih baik daripada saya. Dalam segi apapun. Tutur kata, tutur laku, hati, impian, keberanian dan terutama imannya. Kenapa? Karena saya tau dimana letak kekurangan saya.

This why i hope she can be a lot better than me.

As if, if I had to, I choose to be a fake, a good version of one, when I am around her.

Hmm...