Tribute Every single day I see those memories in my mind and wonder how could she be so patient, how could she be so strong, how could she raise me to be what I'm right now. It's impossible to pay back what she has done to me, every single tear, every single pain and cry out, Every mistake I made, every time she felt worried, every minute she spent teaching me, every night she stayed awake, and every moment she is waiting for me to be back, I'll not be able to compensate any of it, not even a single one. I remember when I was at the airport and we had to say goodbye, she kept hugging me for at least 2 or 3 minutes until a passenger interrupted us, and her tears were flowing like rivers, and her heart was beating harder than hammers and faster than machines, and I was standing there helpless could do nothing to comfort her. I also remember that day when she saw me after two years of expatriation, and she was so eager to hold me forever like she has found a lost treasure. I was listening today to a song called "you raised me up" by Josh Groban, and I couldn't hold my tears, because I should have done more to please her, I owe her a lot, I love you mother.