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The Seeds Of Love


Mother And Daughter Holding Hands Around A Garden With Beautiful Pink Flowers

The sun is shining brightly today while a cool breeze is blowing into my face. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Ah! It is the scent of summer I have always loved.


As I was sitting on our front porch in this lazy afternoon, I cannot help but think how swiftly time passes by. It seems like it was just yesterday that I was joyous over the festive Christmas holidays, but two months have already passed. Another season is here.


My mama handed me the sweet potatoes she has prepared for our merienda (Filipino afternoon snacks) before heading out to do some gardening. She is carefully watering the plants and flowers she has been tending for quite some time. It is just then that I took the time to look at the budding life that has always been there.


I quietly asked myself “How and when did it grow like that?”.


I remember her bringing home these tiny sprouts placed on a plastic cup that she proudly bragged to have bought in the local market for half a dollar price. She transfers the tiny plant to a nice pot together with some good soil and then places it in an area where it can absorb enough sunlight. Every day, she checks on it, consistently making sure that it gets enough water. No wonder why this greenery has grown to be so beautiful.


A realization dawned at me. I am just like my mother’s bed of flowers and plants.


I was once a tiny sprout who knows nothing, a tiny sprout that can’t do anything, a small plant that needs care. Just like how my mother watered her plants, she has never failed to shower me with her affection. She always gives more than was she is capable to give, always being selfless and considerate. She has unfailingly supported all the endeavors and choices I made without judgment. She is the happiest when I am happy and the saddest when I am sad.


What I am today is a reflection of a mother's unconditional love for her child.


There are times where I feel like I am still just a kid stuck in an adult's body. But looking back, I came to realize how much I have grown. From being a little girl whose world revolves with playing dolls to becoming a woman who makes her own decisions and follows her dreams, my number one supporter has been there every step of the way, my mom.


I am forever grateful for everything she has done for me.


She has molded me to become the person I am today. And just like how she planted the seeds in the soil, she has planted the seeds of love that will forever bloom within me.


When was the last time you said Thank You to your mom? I think today is the best day!

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