Dear Mom,I am sorry I was not so good—rather bad—when I was with you. I regret all my wrongdoingsand I am paying for it in the form of my daughter. Although I have good days, with my littlegirl, and she always makes me smile but then we have those fights and misunderstandingsthat me and you had. I repent for my misdeeds towards you and all the anger and hatredI showed you when I started understanding the world. I had forgotten it was you who hadbrought me in this world, in the first place.Mom, is there something that I can do just to return some love to you? Is there any addresswhere I can post you this letter? Is there someone who can bring you back? Mom, comeback! Mom, come back! Love, Your regretting daughterIs this the way you feel too? Are you grieved with your sins towards you mom?Don’t worry then. It means that you are normal, just like me, trying to gather ways toreturn your mom’s love and affection. In fact, people who come and go in life are most ofthe times respected and shown love the most while the relationships that we must save tillthe end are broken because of mere arguments. These bonds do not survive so stronglybetween us because we take them for granted without appreciating or caring for them.‘Mother’ is one of the greatest relations we all have, and in spite of the fact that we existbecause of her we never heed to give this great lady a chance of hearing gratitude.No one likes regretting for mistakes, like the girl, who wrote that letter and so it’s timethat we start feeling indebted by a mother’s love and efforts, if you don’t want to end uprepenting for your lost mother. The greatest fact that you have picked this book out fromthe numerous books that your store or library has, is because you know that somewhereyou are doing wrong by insulting your mother and neglecting her. All these days, like me,knowingly-unknowingly you have wished to acknowledge your mom’s pains and respecther a bit more, and I assure you that with this book in your hand, there will be no otherreason left, why not to thank her again and again, forever.