The first time I saw my mom knit, I was 5 yr old. She knitted me and my brother sweaters. I still remember she used a variegated yellow white yarn for that sweater. Some photos were taken at the highland trip and they are not with me. If there is a chance, I will scan it and post it up here.

I always know that I inherit the crafty and artistic genes from my mom as she is always interested in doing that. She can write, draw very good. She did not knit anymore after the sweater project till I was 21, the year I went Scotland for college, she picked up the needles again and knitted me few scarves.

I love my mom dearly and just like most other mothers and daughters, we have our love-hate relationship too. She was very strict to me all the years I was raised. Of course I know she just wanted the best for us. I am not a parent yet but I always know that when I am one, I will raise and educate my kids the way my mom did probably less harsh. LOL. The older I get, the more I see the similarities between my mom and I. The way we talk, we laugh, we eat. Even the way our fats store. 😀

Marrying this far away is not easy to me. I always miss my parents but I never call home crying and tell them how much I miss them probably not wanting to worry them. Things get much better after my mom gets internet access and we can talk online almost everyday but I truly wishing to have them around me all the time.

It is Mother’s day this coming Sunday. I want to wish every mom a Happy Mother’s day. Being mom is the hardest task in the world and I am glad that I have three wonderful moms in my life. (my mom, mother in law and godmother). Word can’t express how much I love my mom. I wish to spend more time with her and do a lot of things with her; traveling, shopping, knitting, watching TV, swimming, chatting…  I don’t think she is a reader of this blog but I will definitely ring her up this Sunday to tell her that I love her~ 🙂

I love you, my mama~

My little brother and I wearing the sweaters that my mom knitted. Precious~

(I went through all the old photos I brought with me from Malaysia and I found the photo of my brother and I in the sweaters my mom hand-knitted us. 🙂 Sigh, I miss my family badly!)