A Tale To Tell~Watty Awards 2013~

Hello, here's a story that was claimed in my mind for so long. It's a short, but passionate story about a woman. Well, a boy is telling the story about his mother.

Dedicated to my mother. I love you so much, mom! You mean the world to me, and I will always remeber you, no matter what happens.

Enjoy :)

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 'To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one’s self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived—this is to have succeeded.'  --- Bessy Enderson Stanely. 

"This life is what you make it. No matter what, you're going to mess up sometimes, it's a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you're going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they'll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they're your true best friends. Don't let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they'll come and go too. And baby, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can't give up because if you give up, you'll never find your soulmate. You'll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn't mean you're gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don't, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about.”---- Marilyn Monroe.

A Story Of A Woman

 Life.

One word, four letters, but has a deep meaning that no one can tell what it is exactly. Some people say that living life means that we are happy. Many people say that, because they haven’t seen anything of life. They may be little or lucky. However, there are many other people, who struggle to survive; and who can’t find a way to lighten their lives. They look for something, someone to help them, but they don’t find anyone. Some of them start cutting, some of them commit suicide, but her, she has not done any of those. She has actually stayed strong until the end of her tragic road of life. She fought for her life. She fought for her good. She fought for her surviving. She fought for her home. She fought for her dignity, and especially for me.

Her name is stuck in my head, and it will always be. Her story is what makes me stand up with ease. It makes me look at life like I’ve never looked at it before. It makes me wonder how people can live years and years and continue to live. But, they have to right? I mean, that’s what life is. Life is pain; life is sickness; life is sadness, life is racism; life is; egoism; life is joy; life is happiness, and life is love. That’s what makes it so special, and what makes the history stand up. A history of a human; a history of a family; a history of a city; a history of a country, or an eternity. Or maybe, a story of a woman. A woman, who had only seen a few moments of happiness in her life. A woman who I cherish and I always will. A woman that I loved from the first day I saw her. A woman who is willing to do anything for me, anything to make me happy. A woman who loves me from the deepest corner of her heart. A woman so desperate on making me happy, and struggling for me. My mother.

Her story will always be stuck in your minds. A story that you will never forget, and one that will make your heart aches and your love for your mother grow. A story of a woman, and not just a woman. A really great one.