Humans of Khmer America

My Ma

“My Ma”

Words can not explain one of the greatest blessings in my family’s life. This is my Ma, Bopha. Both of my parents were children of the genocide of 1975 to 1979. She lived in Battambang and camp in Thailand before coming to America. Staying strong through it all was the only choice she knew she had. That’s why I love this woman to the moon and back. She is the oldest out of four, she had to learn to cook, clean and care for her younger siblings. She has instilled in me to always be a lady, take care of the home, love your family, fight through all odds and always to never forget my roots. Her love is so unconditional that sometimes my brothers and I feel unworthy of it. She is the glue that holds my family together. I am so proud this angel is my mother. My brothers and I love this beautiful Khmer mom of ours! I want to wish her a Happy Mother’s Day not just for one day but for each and every blissful day! Whoever is reading this, Happy Mother’s Day to you and your mom! Love you Ma!

Words by Sophanna Mack

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