.... I could do that to my mom what the boy did to his mom, just for an experience, and be the kid that I could be.

But, my mother died when I was just turning 5 years of age.

When we were kids, we used to take advantage of the goodness our parents showed in us. Even to a point that we hate and hurt them for our wrongdoings/hardheadedness.

But, kids will be kids, so to speak.

Through time, as we travel along the path that we are taking, we, in some way or another, become mature and trying to be appreciative of the small things come our way.

The LOVE of our PARENTS, especially the mother, is not to be PAID IN FULL.

IT'S SIMPLY PRICELESS......