Dear mom, I looked at you carefully when we were talking about my brother the other day. I look at the wrinkles on your face and the gray locks that you can't hide when you dye your hair. I look at the drooping corners of your eyes, your eyes are no longer radiant, and some fat bodies are slightly raised under the sweater I bought.
Mom, you are really old. You are already a real old man. Time stole your once beautiful face and my father. Now you only have three children, which is your greatest concern and your greatest achievement. I told you a lot about my brother that day, asking you not to interfere in his choice. I understand your love and worry about your brother, but my brother is an adult after all, and he can make his own choices, as long as he undertakes it himself. Mom, for our three children, it is our greatest blessing that you take care of yourself and live a happy life. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, please relax a little.
Mom, to tell the truth, I once blamed you and dad for sending me to my grandmother's house thousands of miles away when I was a baby, and then taking me back to school when my grandparents and I established deep feelings. All this made me deeply insecure when I was a teenager until I became an adult, so I became the most rebellious child in my family and began to learn to fall in love with others at the age of ten. Thanks to God's care and love, some very risky things happened in my life, but most of them passed safely until I got a stable job and home.
After 30 years old, I understand more and more that the past life has passed, and even the future happiness will leave you if I stay in resentment against the past. After becoming a parent, I also know that you and dad have given me everything you can. As an ordinary person, the love you can give, and most importantly, you gave me life. The future life is in your own hands. Isn't that enough? I will take my life and strength from you and pass on my life and love.
Mom, your life is very difficult. In order to support three children who go to middle school and college, you are in your forties, and you went to Guangdong to work with young people in your unit, and you also changed several design drawings to pay our tuition. Because dad had high blood pressure at that time, he couldn't be tired or excited. As a wife and mother, what kind of life pressure have you suffered! Thank you for your efforts, so that all three of us can finish college smoothly. Although you are not good at words and seldom express your love for us in words, you bought us some new clothes and bags when you came back from a business trip, as well as the gold necklace you later bought for me and my sister who went to college, which contained your deep maternal love.
During the years when you lived with me, you were always afraid that you would add to our burden and didn't tell me if you were unwell. It is really uncomfortable for you to take it to the hospital. When the two of us have problems, you always let us solve them ourselves and seldom participate. Even if I can't help saying a few words sometimes, most of them are criticizing me. What I say in front of me is all his advantages. Do you know that?/You know what? I am proud of you for doing this, because you are a mother who knows the big picture! And this also makes him respect you very much, reminding me to talk to you more when I am negligent. When I was hospitalized for surgery this year, you sent this message: Mom is very happy to see you recover! Mom loves you! A short sentence brought tears to my eyes.
You liked painting and writing calligraphy when you were young. I still remember that the kite you made for me won the envy of the whole class. Now, your eyes are not very good, but the buttons of my clothes are loose, and you always nail them tightly for me. One year, I set off firecrackers and burned several holes in my down jacket. You skillfully sewed several cartoons with similar colors on the hole. Everyone thinks my clothes are like this.