One blaze of glory.

Today is a very special day. A day from where my breathing would't have been able to function in my body, from where my heart wouldn't have been able to beat, and from where I wouldn't have been born.
As far as I'm concerned, the 17th of October has been a very precious and joyful day since I was only a cell. This day represents a portrait of a unchanged and wonderful mother.
But what does the word 'mother' mean? Well for me my mother is the most precious gift and the most colorful dream I've ever had. Without her, I wouldn't have been so mature or I wouldn't have tried to reach the edge of glory. My mother for me is everything.
Happy birthday, mom!