My lifelong love and unsung heroine — I call her Mommy
Today, I want to honour the most beautiful soul I know: my mum. She’s not perfect, but in so many ways, she is. She has been my enduring champion and prayer warrior, giving so much of herself to our family, her work, and our community. Even now, in retirement, it’s never about her. It’s always about us. She wakes up early to prep bunso's baon, makes sure no tummy goes hungry, and keeps the house running -- all with the same dedication she’s shown her whole life. And yet, I know there are moments when she feels unseen, when she wishes for a little more support, when she wonders if anyone truly notices all that she does. Mommy, I see you. I see the way you pour your heart into everything -- into every meal you cook, every act of service, every quiet moment when you put others before yourself. I see the sacrifices you’ve made, the strength you carry, and the way you give so freely, even when it feels like no one gives back in the way you deserve. You’ve always been everything -- a dev...