Mom's cup of orange juice

I opened the fridge to get some water.

I saw a cup of orange juice and it made me sad.

Mom made it for me yesterday. Even though she was running late for work, she managed to find some time to squeeze some oranges for me, and put the juice in a cup. She even filtered it to make sure there was no pulps, cos I hate pulps.

I told her I would drink it after I drank Nestea. And I have forgotten about it until today.


Mom did it with love. I forget about it. I forget to appreciate her love.


I'm sorry Mom.

I love you!