During 9 months, you were pregnant. I always were your womb. How difficult it is to work with distended belly. December 26th 1994, in the surgery room, you risked your life to give birth me. Thanks, Mom.

1996, I was sick. Although I didn't get well, and the doctor said it was so hard for me to get well. But, you didn't give up. You sold your jewelry. I know, you loved them so much. That's all just for me to see a doctor and buy some medicine. Thanks, Mom.

1998, I had gone to school. Kindergarten. That time I saw you were smiling when you saw me with my new uniform. Every morning you made lunch for me. You always paid attention for my foods. You always helped me comb my hair neatly. Thanks, Mom.

1999, my sister was born. But, you still paid attention to me like before. Although you were very busy. Your love wasn't for me only. You had to take care my sister too. Thanks, Mom.

2004, I could go to school by bike. You worried. You always noticed me to be careful. Sorry, Mom, I had made you worried.

2005, my brother was born. I felt so happy. But you become very busy...

2006, I had already sixth grade of elementary. School and course took a lot of my time. I'm sorry, Mom.

2009, I graduated from Junior High. I spent my vacation at my auntie's house outside of town. Every day you phoned me because you worried. Besides I were having fun in there. Sorry, Mom...

I entered Senior High. My everyday become busier than ever. I also more played with my friends. Besides you were very busy at home. I'm so sorry, Mom.

2011, I have already third grade of Senior High. I felt so far away from you. I more spent my spare times with my friends. Sorry, Mom...

One day, I was sick. I saw you shed your tears from the corner of eye that has many wrinkles. With your rough hand you held me. But, Your hands used to gently. I had just realized. Thanks, Mom.

August 14 2011. Father was sick. Doctor said, it was stroke and would need a lot of money for the medicine. That's made you so shocked.

one evening, you asked me if i wanted to continue my study. And the answer that I gave is 'No'. Althought at that moment I really wanted to cry to face the fact. The fact that I can't continue my study. But, your sacrifices are enough, Mom. It's too much.

I'm afraid I can't reply them all my life. I'm afraid I can't reply you all of my life. It's time to me to sacrifice. It's time to you to take a rest from this really hard life. Although I can't make sure that I can, but I really want to make you happy. I want you to proud of me. I don't want you to regret have been giving birth me. Also, I don't want...

to see you shed your really really precious tears. Just one that I want...

Just see your smile...

Thank you so much, Mom.... I love you...