Miracles are real’ right? But if I am still waiting just it. I would miss the good things in life, including her. Another woman, although not my mother. She loves me more than anyone else. She may be the body is not strong, Not hospitable than others. But what she has love and sincerity. She didn't give birth, but you love me, no different from the mother. And I love you the same. Every moment is the memory that I like the most, and I love you all.