When I entered the building, the security guard greeted me, "Happy Valentines Day Maam". I smiled at him but my mind is saying I am stupid. OH gosh, I forgot it's 14 today and I am wearing a red blouse. How awkward is that uh?. I just grabbed the first one I saw when I opened the closet, but who cares anyway. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate this day, it just so happened that sometimes our mind is very preoccupied that we tend to forget other things that matters. If my mind would work this way until May, then I will say, I may forget my own birthday too.
"What is love?", I asked google. It gave me the definitions from simple to complex, from being the strongest feeling for human being to being the most difficult question for mankind. What? because as what is said, defining love is near to impossible. But one thing that caught my attention is unconditional love. Is there anyone in this world who could love us unconditionally (except God)?
For me the only person who could give us a very special love is the only person who had the guts to carry our weights inside their body for 9 months. Suffer the months of conception, the craving and the mood swings. The woman who was very happy when you opened your eyes inside your crib. The woman who drag herself to the kitchen when she feels you need your milk even when it's midnight. The woman who will wake up everyday to go to work so she could provide her child what he/she needs. The woman waiting for your firsts: first step, first word, first smile. The woman who feels tired but will not give up because the mere fact of seeing you makes tiredness disappear with the blink of an eye. The only person who will never give up though the world seems to collapse just because you are there.
As what Elizabeth Stone said, "making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body". This quote is my all time favorite and whenever I read it my eyes swell in tears.
Happy Valentines to all the mothers in the world.