Mother’s Day has always been a cherished occasion in my life, a day for celebration and reflection. Over the past two decades, I have been working abroad, far from my family, with fleeting moments to connect and cherish. My role took me away not only from my beloved mother, who passed after an arduous fight with cancer, but also from my two daughters, who, until two years ago, were my companions abroad. They have since returned to the Philippines, starting new chapters of their own lives. This quiet morning on my way to work, the city's usual buzz seemed to pause, allowing me moments of solitude to ponder the significance of this day. Our traditional Mother's Day celebrations have transformed over the years, adapting to the distances between us. My mother was a pillar of strength and wisdom. As I walked around the tall buildings at the Digital City, passing by the blooming flowers spread across the walkways, the vibrant blossoms reminded me of her garden, where she spent countless hours tending to her plants with the same patience and love she gave to us. She believed that gardens teach us about life; you nurture, and in time, you behold the beauty you've helped to grow. I remember her telling me, "Motherhood and gardening both require patience and a gentle hand." Her legacy lives in the lessons she taught and the unconditional love she gave, which continue to guide me every day. Living and working overseas for over two decades has meant missing countless family moments. The decision to stay abroad was never easy, compounded by the guilt and longing that come with every missed birthday, holiday, and milestone. However, seeing my daughters grow into independent, compassionate beings fills me with immense pride. They embody the resilience and strength that I, guided by my mother’s example, have always hoped to instill in them. Despite the physical distance, I always feel blessed whenever we share stories, laugh over past mishaps, and even cry a little. It is always a poignant reminder that the essence of mother-daughter bonds transcends any physical space. “Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.” — Robert Browning. This quote resonates deeply with me, especially today. The love between a mother and her children is a force that defies distance, circumstance, and even time itself. This Mother’s Day, from afar, I hold my daughters and the memory of my mother in my heart, celebrating the indestructible bond we share. I am reminded that despite the challenges, the heartstrings that connect us remain unbreakable. For those who are spending today away from their mothers or children, know that your love is felt, no matter the miles or years apart. I renew my commitment to nurture these bonds, to foster love and understanding, and to be the best mother I can be, honoring both the memory of my mother and the futures of my daughters. Even from across the oceans, our love continues to thrive, proving that the essence of motherhood is not bound by geography but is carried in the legacy we pass on and the timeless love we share.
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