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Dear Mum, I Miss You

I wish you’re here right now

So much has changed since you left us to be in a better place. I wish I could say we’re doing well but we aren’t… yet.

I miss your cookings

Nobody can cook as well as you. It just tastes different. What’s your secret ingredient? We’ll never know.

Remember how you would guilt-trip us to eat even though we said we weren’t hungry? I miss those times.

The other day, I found the recipes you wrote on paper. But the ink has faded. I couldn’t bear to throw them away so we kept it in a file.

I miss our conversation

Your voice… oh, what I would give to talk to you right now. We only have 1 video of you and it’s only about 15 seconds short.

But I’ll keep replaying it over and over again.

There’s no one quite like you who would listen for the sake of listening. You don’t simply listen to respond. You listened to understand. And that’s rare.

I wish I could talk to you again.

You were the only one who truly believed in me

Everyone knows I had insane dreams. And while the rest laughed at my goals, you said, “I’m excited for you to be successful”.

You taught me that no goal was too big. At the same time, you taught me to believe in myself and to do what I’m passionate about. You always reminded me of the importance of family, good morals, and empathy.

It wasn’t just your words. It was your actions and unspoken strengths that proved your points.