Thank God for my mother. I talked to her last night, and she calmed me a little bit about, well, everything that was worrying me. I still have a few things to worry about -specially about my tooth which still sort of kind of hurts- but at least, should things come to worst, I know I have my family' support.
If your mother is just as half as good as mine, you do owe her a present or a small token of your appreciation. Or at least visit her and tell her how much you love her.
OK, I'm out. Hope to talk about more cheerful things soon!
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