Far left is my "emak" Hjh Alimah Wahab, she I considered as a strong and a great will powered lady in handling her journey of life. Giving birth to fourteen daughters, I admired her strength to have gone through the process of delivering us, and coped in every ways to be the fortune in giving an assistance aid to my late father ....I considered myself closed to my "emak" since small, she ever the protector to me, like I said being the stubborn one haha...lots of story I gathered from her....Yup I believed every of my siblings have their own valued memories with "emak". Beside her is my 2nd, my eldest and 4th siblings...."Emak" have gone through a though time...she married before the Japanese came to Malaya and my eldest sister was born during the Japanese Occupation1941-1945. It was a horrified moment of giving birth to my eldest sibling according to her, can imagined, how lucky we are to have given birth to our children in an adequate facilities. Her confinement period was not what we have today, she a woman who never believe in the "pantang", her only believed was her thoughts, she will just says in her own words after she recites Bismillah was "throwing the bit of food that was not supposed to be eaten during confinement to the ground and said "bentan aku bentan lah tanah"(do not follow this please, this was those days practice, now that we know and our opportunity to have modern treatment plus our knowledge and faith to the almighty is greater...yes that is my "emak" and this is the recent picture that I took when she came and visited Nabila at IJN last March 2009.
But to me there’s meaning seldom heard.
For everything I am today,
My mother’s love showed me the way.
For enriching my life in so many ways.
She set me straight and then set me free,
And that’s what the word "mother" means to me.
