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The Saviour

What do I write? Where do I start? My fondest memory definitely goes back to the time when I continuously observed her (mom) every move and tried to replicate that. Pleading her to get me a nose stud with a shining stone was a huge task but it eventually paid off. She was blamed for getting a piercing done for a six-year-old (me) but I was the happiest person :P. From being my fashion designer, and my favorite foodie partner to my fellow companion, she has made sure she was always there no matter what. No this does not mean she does not correct me when I am wrong, she does it mom style😂 And this is not a one-way feeling, we learn from each other. Yes. We are each other's mental strength. On this world mental health awareness day, I would like to acknowledge and thank her for all the small and the greatest things she had done for me. She stands like a pillar and sets everything right. Her words not only pushes all my problems away but also helps me find the simplest way of facing them. You know sometimes it's okay, it's okay to not feel good but it is necessary and important to have someone to talk to. The one who listens and is there for you one hundred percent, the one who gives you that extra courage to face the world like a boss. So go and find that someone and if you already have...Just go and say thank you.

And Ma ILY
Yours,
Proud daughter.!!!!
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