My mother

My mother is so good. I'm feeling unwell today. I sneeze at 2:00 a.m. I hear my mother calling out to me to find out if I'm ok and if I need anything. I'm 36 years old. She used to do the same thing when I was a little child. If I happened to cough in my sleep she'd be there with a bottle of cough syrup.

I realise more than ever that only a mother cares about you enough to actually do anything for you. Not a father (not as much), not a husband, not your siblings.