Yesterday was mothers' day and it was special and a first for many things.
In the morning were the usual 'happy mothers' day' wishes and hugs. By 10 in the morning I was out doing grocery with Matthew. There I saw a young guy paying for a small bunch of flowers. Obviously for the mother. There I teased Matthew saying that I want one of those. He replied it was mothers' day and not wifes' day. Well what else was I expecting from him?.
Next we were suppose to have lunch as a family at taman petaling. A place that was economical with nice food plus the fact that Adrian has never been there. Especially so too when mother-in law was home and her assessment of food only goes by the price. Unfortunately, it was close, Maybe they too were celebrating mothers' day. Well off we go to Ipoh chiciken rice at Jalan Gasing. Good food and that was the first first ie Adrian paid the bill!. Thank you. It was 'sweet' chicken.
On the way back Adrian took the siblings to get a cake. Again a first. Bought a cake without Daddy's physical help. (he still get to give his opinion thro the phone though)
Come evening and the supper- cake- cutting time.Out came the present. Another first. Me and daddy didn't knpow when they bought the present. A beautiful quilting book. with the loud message that they are all cold at night! Hint Hint.
Finally the assessment of the day. Adrian spend nearly RM 200 on the day. Another first.Well that ends the day but the memories and the sweet note it touch will stay forever.
It was not the cake nor the hugs , the wishes or the present. It was the realisation that the kids have all grown up. Instead of daddy producing the show, they managed it all on their own. It was the way all 3 could work together to get the present, the way Adrian agrees to be the financer being the only one working. The way the two younger ones plan to get a book I like and just being together.
How I treasure these moments of being with them. A complete family. Thinking back on how it hurts when Adrian left for UK. How it felt like as if a limb of mine was torn off me. How I think of him every day counting the hours and the days. Thank you Lord for putting all of us together. This is worth all that it took. The laughter as they tease each other. The light arguements as they look into the welfare of each other. and just their very voices. I love you all ADrian, EDmond and Audrey. My precious.
2 comments:
you spelled edmund's name wrongly... tsk...tsk...tsk...
he he he
ok lah old aledi thank you
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