Dear Mummy,

I know, I've done so many sins to you. I know that we always have misunderstand. I know I'm not a good daughter. I'm not perfect. I'm sorry, mummy, I love you. I can imagine my life without you. Although sometimes, like other teenagers, we're rebellious, but mum, how much I feel dissatisfied, I honestly can't imagine when you're gone. I don't want that happen. Let me die first.

Mum, I'm so so so so so sorry for everything. For ever lied to you, unintentionally hurt you by speak in high voice, or like, scolded. For disappoint you. I'm the worse daughter ever, I'm sorry mum, I really do. The fact is, I do really do really do love you. I'm always your little girl, your little princess, right, mum? Please, mum. Please.

I still remember yes I had dream of almost losing you and when I woke up, I was sweating and crying. I can't. You carried me 9 months, delivered me, raised me, protecting me, taught me about life, give me nice clothes and shoes, love me with all your heart. Your hug, your kiss, how you comfort me when I cried. I depend on you, mum. Without you, who am I? Am I still here? No. Without you, I'm nothing. Or in other word, not exist.

There are many children lose their mum. And I'm grateful I still have my mum. No matter how sometimes I stressed out and frustrated, but, you are my mum. I have to do everything you say. I have to always take care of you, try my best not to hurt you. But who am I, I'm not perfect. I'm not good. and... I'm a rebel. I always get mad of everything. I suck. I'm an egomaniac. I admit that.

I'm a rebel and an egomaniac.

Mum, I hope you still forgive me. Still love me. Give me blessings on everything I do, pray the best for me, still give me your love. And I miss being anak manja. I miss that. I do, I really do. It was all my fault for lose that. I don't want to grow up, I just want to be in my mum's arms.

Please forgive me, mum. I love you so much, love you than anything. Love you more than I've ever love someone. Yes, love you more than the one who ever broke my heart that you keep mentioned, mum. I love you with all my heart and I'll try my best to do what you really dream of; being a doctor. I'm sorry for hiding from you that I actually read Malay novels, and I'm writing. Sorry for lying. I just can't help it mum, writing is my passion.

Until now, I don't know how to describe more how much I love my mum. Thanks again, thank you very much. And one day, when I grow up, I will read this again to remember how many sacrifices you've done for me. You're the best, mum. You are. The most beautiful woman. You're wonderful. ♥


With hugs, kisses and love,
your imperfect daughter,


Nor Najla Nadhirah