I miss my mom
(the first and most important person i want to meet ever)
Remembering her means also, remembering her two favorite songs:
I don't know why she loves those songs so much. Even the last one, she really loves it. When she picked me up from school after marching band or some other occasions and the radio turned this song, she would raise the volume to the highest and asked me to be silent. haha.. And on her 50th birthday (her last birthday i joined), my brother and I decided to sing this. and.. SHE CRIED :')
I'll be there on your 52nd birthday, Mom. So do I love you.
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