When I was young, I was weak and I lived in hospital once a month. My mother stopped work to care me but she never complained. When I was hurt and want to cry she would hug me and said “I love you”. When I was five years old, I played with my sister in backyard while it was raining. That evening I was sick and unconscious. My mom was very shocked and she carried me to the hospital. When we arrived, her ring was lost but she always smiles. My mom said “You are the one most important”