The first ❤️

My first love is my mother, who gave me the blessing to see the light of this world, who carried me in her womb for ten months, my goddess in my life.

Since I was born, enjoying her breast milk, burning in her heat, growing in her shadow, the journey I have come till now has been a very loving one because I have never received as much love as her anywhere else.

I remember how she guided me from the time I could not sit or crawl properly until I was able to stand and run and play. I still hang on her wind.

 She lovingly taught me what to do and what not to do since I was little. She is a moon that lights up the world I saw. Everyone says I got her smile just like that. As it should be, because she is like my sister. She is also my friend.

So even today I have not seen any change in that love. The only love in the world that does not change is parental love. I am blessed to have such a lovely mother.