deep in my heart

Hi! We are on the way to go back to kelantan.I am waiting for my husband outside the mosque in kemaman. He is performing his Friday prayer. My husband asked my son to accompany me. That boy didn't look happy but he listened to him. I am worried about my mother. The doctor told me that she was depressed. She didn't look happy. I love my mother but there's something that stopped me from showing my true love to her. Not like my father. It will be so easy with him. I was angry at her before because I think she is not fair. But she is a mother. She knows what is good and what is bad for her children. She knows I can handle any problems. She made me tough. Sometimes, I don't like the way she treated her relatives. It 's like she 's being bullied. I don't like it at all. I would speak out and my mother would get angry at me. She thinks I was rude to her relatives or to her other children. After this I wii try to behave myself. As long as she is happy, I won't say anything. If only she knows how much I love her...........