happy mother's day Dear, mom, Growing up, I always had the image of the “perfect mom” burned in my mind. She was beautifully dressed, she smelled wonderful, and she was the best cook ever. However, mom you were as serious to me as you towards you business stuff. You never hugged me, kissed my cheek and said “oh, my sweetie”. You were more like my boss than my mom. I was scared when I made mistakes. What’s more, gradually I found it difficult for me to tell you the ideas deep in my heart. I remembered someone once said home is where the heart is. My heart wasn’t here, so where I belonged to. I was at a loss. So when I had some problems, I would rather pretend to be strong than ask you to lend me a hand. I had been used to deal with them or turning to my friends for the support that I so longed for and need. But today mom I want to thank you for your sitting by my side at that time. When I was 18, you know, I was gonging through some late-teen issues. My best friend transferred to Class 15, an art class. And my boyfriend broke up with me. During the time, every day was a gloomy day, in my eyes. One day, I lied in my bed listening to thousands of raindrops beating the roof. Tears slipped my cheeks before I noticed it. Then I couldn’t help crying in my quilt. You came to my room, and held me in your arms tenderly. “What can I do, mom?” Then you said the words that I still remember today. “When the door is closed, God will open the window the sunshine in. dear, let the bad memories go. If you have nothing left, you have me and the family. I am here for you. That will be alright, and tomorrow will be fine.” I held you tightly, mom, and cried again, but this time it’s because I was moved. When I had nothing, you gave me all, the love, the care, and the support I desired all these years. Mom, I am very happy you stand beside me in my most blue days. I begin to think maybe these years it is not you go away from me. It is I close my heart to you. You are always looking at me, looking my struggle for growth and life. I begin to believe home is always the warm harbor for our kids. When we tired or get hurt, we can go back to find refuge from it. So mom, I want to say thank you. Happy mother’s day, mom.