It's Mother's day.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, MA!

Too bad we fought again, huh?  But we have to, I guess.

Remember when i was ten and I made you card?  I labored on it, I thought it was pretty cool.   I've drawn you in a Victorian garb (with bonnet!) and holding a shotgun.  Too bad you didn't thought so at that time.  You ignored me the whole day and I felt bad.  I didn't know what I did wrong because i thought all mothers wanted cards from their children and mine was made well, I can certainly say.    I don't understand because even Pop praised it. 

But you said it was awful and it offended you. 

Why?

Because of the shotgun.  Why the hell do I have to draw that? 

Ma, because I thought you were tough.  It was supposed to be a symbol of my respect.  Apparently you didn't get it.  We never see eye to eye.  We never will.

In spite all that, I love you, I suppose.  Why else do i put up with your neuroses?  If that isn't love, I don't know what is.

We'll always fight on Mother's Day.  Got to keep up with the tradition. ^_~