I am not the most expressive person when it
comes to feelings. I’m quite rough around the edges. I do not know how to talk about my emotions
without feeling the need to crawl out of my own skin. I feel awkward and silly
having to explain what’s in my heart because for me it’s so obvious, I tend think
everyone knows.
But today I will try to use the words I've
always cherished, put them together on a paper and hopefully be able to express
my feelings in a way my mouth cannot seem to handle. So this is a little
something for you, Ma, I hope you already know how I feel, even though I might
not show it.
Ma, you are a strong woman, you were my hero while I was growing up. I felt you could move mountains and stop volcanoes from erupting. You were my supermom.
Ma, you are a strong woman, you were my hero while I was growing up. I felt you could move mountains and stop volcanoes from erupting. You were my supermom.
Growing up, like every other person, I started
realising that you are human, and that the things you did were even more
impressive, because you had no superpowers to help you, it was just your inner strength.
You showed me what it means to be a feminist without
ever uttering a word. I grew up proud of being a woman, of our history, and
hopeful for our future. You made me believe I could achieve anything if I just
tried. You thought me how to fight for what I want, even if sometimes that
fight is with you.
And we do fight, a lot. We don’t agree on so
many things, that it would be better to mention the topics we do agree on. But I
hope you know that the reason for this, is that you always pushed me to make my
own way in the world. You taught me to have my own opinion, to not be swept
away with the crowd. And yes that means that we clash sometimes, but that’s
because you allowed me to be my own person.
Our characters are different. I’m an introvert
and you’re an extrovert. We don’t always understand each other. I could never
get on stage or in front of a camera and give the performance of a lifetime as
you do each time. But you instilled in me the love of the atmosphere, the love
of the arts. I won’t go in front of a lens, but I still want to be there,
behind the lens, filming talented people like you and my sister. I thank you,
for helping me find my passion in life, you led me to it.
I couldn't be who I am today if it weren't for
you.
Ma, I love you.
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