Mummy’s boy

At the age of 24, I think I’m still a mummy’s boy. I don’t think that will change. I love my mum more than ever. Gone are the days where I was too cool to show affection for my mum.

I don’t remember the last time she said “I love you son”, which are typical of asian parents. Still, that doesn’t change the fact that she loves me and I know it. It’s only as I grow older that I begin to realize how much she cares for me.

I’m concerned about her.
She smokes at least 1 packet of cigarette a day, 30 packs a month. I’ve been telling her for perhaps 10 years to cut down on it, but as I see how happy she is with her life right now, part of me just accepts the fact that she’s not going to stop anytime soon. As much as I’m strongly against her smoking; telling her about all the harmful effects and consequences, I think it has just been her way of dealing with the stress and pressures of life. She has been through a lot.

Had meals with my mum, watched TV with her, taught her to use ‘WeChat’, conversed with her on latest happenings in my life, as well as her’s. Simple day, yet I loved the time I spent with her.

Made a new discovery today. All along, I thought her LV bag and prada wallet was fake, since she travel overseas frequently. I thought she may have bought it from China or something. So…I was wrong. the LV bag alone cost at least $1-2k. She also has LV sunglasses which I’ve never in my lifetime seen her wear it. Hmm my birthday coming soon…….

Long day..got home at 1am.

I love her.