2019母亲节

Dear Mom

Thank you for literally everything. You've saved my life, physically and mentally, multiple times, even when I did my best to prevent you from doing so. You've done more than anyone could expect any individual to be able to do, enduring all my tantrums and mood swings and late night hysteria and photo shoots and everything in between. I still have no idea how your heart is big and strong enough to have room for both the worries of your life and my own. I look up to you in so many ways: your ability to know when something is worth caring bout or not, your honesty, your tolerance of the BS of almost everyone around you, your photography skills (hehe), to name a few. I also really admire how you've almost always listening to podcasts or reading books and always learning. But what I'm most proud of, in you, is how much you've changed to let go of so many things that you cared about but couldn't control, and are now less easily upset. You're so resilient, hardworking, intelligent and selfless and i hope you know it., even though others may not recognize it. Thank you for caring about me more than I probably care about myself and pushing me to work harder and be both more forgiving and more confident, but most of all to recognize my own value and potential instead of passively waiting for life to bring me things. Thank you for sharing so much knowledge, both from your podcasts and books and from your experiences, that has expanded my horizons and perspectives. Thank you for being a shoulder to cry on, a pep talk giver, a reliably honest advisor, a bringer of endless practice, problems and an incredible mom.

2019年母亲节她给我的画和写的话。

晚上吃过饭，她在弹琴，把过去我们认为很好听，但是同时又很伤感的曲子都翻出了，在她谈贝多芬的月光曲的时候，我坐在她旁边，仔细聆听，最后哭了。想到几年前她谈这首曲子的日子，和现在的日子，期间的变化，已经逝去不会再回来的亲情。