Why i never celebrate Mother's Day

I never celebrate Mother's Day...and i never will. I don't believe in distilling my love for my lo ma chi to a single day. As i was ashmatic and physically very weak as a child, nothing in my childhood is more vivid than the memory of my lo ma chi taking care of me...waking up in the middle of the nite to comfort me when i had my attack, cooking special food for me to boost the body system (thanks to her effort, i had tried crocodile meat, dog meat, live rat litters, queen of ants etc) and carrying me piggy back to see a doctor when i could not walk on own. She had made my life less miserable when i was weak and feeble. Her manifestation of love for me was 24x7 and never only confined to Children Day. Now it is my turn. Lo ma chi is already 86 and can't walk too well. Thanks God, she is still sharp and in good health. Beside playing mahjong at home, watching TV and going for breakfast at the neighbourhood coffee shop, she is basically confined to the four walls of my apartment. It is a lonely and depressing existence, at least by my definition. As much as possible, we try to bring her out for makan when weekend comes. If buying dinner for lo ma chi is MD celebration, we are doing it nearly every weekend.

As for this year Mother Day, we spent it fulfilling one of lo ma chi's wishes. We were shopping around in Chinatown for a gift for my auntie 80th birthday at the end of the month. We initially wanted to give ang pau but lo ma chi insists we should get a gift. She wanted one of those "longetivity" character in gold and framed up in a glass box. We figured we could not get this type of traditional gift at Lee Wah or Soo Kee.

MD comes and goes. But lo ma chi is here with me every day. Well, i am lucky to still have my lo ma chi living with me. I can dote on her, Mother's Day or not.