When I was 16 years old, my mother has a secret thing to give me. It is a beautiful brooch of my mother since she was a young woman. She gave it to me for prize when I could pass the high school entrance exam I’m splendid. Suddenly, I used it for wedding or bye-nior until that I had feeling that when I saw the brooch, I thought of her face every time and it’s like a she always with me.