I never thought I'd hear myself say this, much less declare it on the World Wide Web, but-
Mummy, I want to make you proud!
I never had the best relationship with my mum, but living alone in a foreign land has taught me to appreciate everything that she has done for me.
I remember her joking before I moved to Tokyo that I should get myself a maid when I get here, but I think she has been genuinely worried about my well-being.
Sending us off at the airport, she looked P in the eye and apologized to him for my undomesticated-ness and told him to "train me well". She has also been writing me regular e-mails, all filled with wisdom and advice of a mother who has been-there, done-that.
I have been cooking myself lunch these days, and while it's no gourmet meal, I wish she could be here to sample my cooking. I have also been making my bed, keeping my room clean, doing my laundry, paying my bills, running errands and getting around on my own. More than a sense of achievement, I want my mother to know that her oldest daughter is taking good care of herself in Tokyo.
This is a far cry from the T in Singapore who never lifted a finger at home.