“Mom, I know that words cannot explain everything, but…”

Your 40 seconds hug left an eternal mark.

Flooding my soul with your warm affection,
Like the sun shining after the winter time.
I’m sinking into your shore of love.
If there are not only 5 love languages, but a hundred,
I know you could always gives all of them for me.
Time goes by, your daughter grow, mom.
With every life lesson you have carved,
And every sweet memories you have made.
I hope you always fall asleep knowing how much your daughter loves you,
From here,
Even in the every corner of this earth.
You told me that we share the same frequency,
So if I feel something, you’d feel it too.
And if you feel something, I’d feel the same thing.
The fact that we always try to not feel any negative feeling unfolds our type of connection.
Mom, You are the definition of my safe place.
The place where I can have a shoulders to lean on,
The place where I can express my feelings,
The place where I become the comepletely me,
The place where I go to when I’m tired,
The place where I feel loved,
The place where I feel the meaning of “home”.
You are my firstplace of support system,
Who always show up and be proud of every little things I have done.
I’m sorry to waking you up in the morning
and tell you that I just realized I need a thing for my homework,
I’m sorry to losing a lot of my belongings so you always have to buy the new one,
I’m sorry to let you do the house work while I sleep,
I’m sorry sometimes I didn’t eat your cooks,
I'm sorry to make you mad by having a fight with Arzachel,
I’m sorry to be stubborn,
I’m sorry to disturb your rest time,
I’m sorry to hurt your feelings,
And sorry for every sorry that I repeat because I didn’t change.
Mom, you make me believe that there will always be good things happen in every day,
If we can be grateful for everything we have.
Makes the way I see the world better every single day.
You help me in my hardest time, and I hope God always help you in your hardest time.
You are my inspiration.
Your smile brighting the horizon.
I’m glad to have you.
Thank God for giving me the best mother there could be.
May the wind whispering that I will always miss you when you’re not here.
You are precious and I always pray to God for your health and happiness.
If sunny day can not brighten the rain inside yourself, Mom, I hope this letter will always do.

14th-28th October
“Happy birthday, Umi. I love you, and always”
Poem By : Haniin, your dearest daughter.