Love

Love has various forms, whether friendship or love at first sight; but I would like to share about the family love between my mom and me. Recalled that I sprained my ankle yesterday, not only I was disappointed, my mom was like a cat on the hot bricks, extremely anxious and agitated. Since we weren't familiar to the orthopedic clinics, we searched information online in order to go to the doctor during the golden 48 hours. Unfortunately, when we arrived to the orthopedic clinic, the doctor wasn't the one who studied bones-- he is a medicine doctor. I was so desperate yet my mom didn't want to give up. She then rode the motorcycle to search another orthopedic clinic, but it's way more further. During the ride, I was grateful to her considerate care and her love which always support me. I know that she will always stand up for me whenever I am frustrated by difficulties. She is truly a competent and perfect mother. I am glad that I am born in this family and more thankful that I am her daughter.