Thursday, April 24, 2014

the story of mother






























our family was always together until that one fateful day, my husband died. I lost all hope in my family after that. the shock from my husband's death plummeted me into depression. I have always had little hope for my family. now ,It is going to be worse. with no breadwinner in the house, how are we going to survive? I did the next thing an Asian family would do: let my oldest son, Ah Hock, take over the family. he agreed to sacrifice his studies for that and I was very greatful for that. the others must still continue to study before they can get a job even though we might not have enough money for it. with Ah Hock working at the provision shop and me wash clothes, we may have enough to continue on. the ordeal passed in the blink of an eye, soon my kids have all grown up into adults. I am very happy to see them like this, my job as a mother was well done after all.

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