My Beautiful Okasan, the Lovable Contradiction

She is not one whom you'd call a typical housewife. She is no soft ultra feminine woman with the perfectly coiffed hair. She is an Amazon. She is strong and opinionated. She gets things done--and done to her exact specifications--while she donned a frilly woman's blouse, form-hugging pencil skirt, and high heels. She is the epitome of the 21st century woman. And she was, and still is, awesome to behold. I miss her tons. And I know she misses us, too. But this is the way of the world. And people have to plod on and be strong somehow. But we love her still. Oh yes, we love her a whole darn lot. And I just wanna yell to the world how proud I am she's my mom, this strong and capable woman who have made me strong and independent... who have made me "me". :D

We love you, Ma.

And this may be a day late, but I hope you had a great birthday!

I just found this old photo of her. She was so pretty in it I couldn't resist sharing. :P

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