Posted 11:00 AM by Gerald So
This is the first Mother's Day since my mom passed. As I posted last week on the anniversary of my dad's passing, the occasion is more a happy reminder than a sad one. My father seldom praised me or told me he loved me, but I knew he did. My mother often said she loved me, calling me "beloved son," but she was also as tough as I can imagine anyone, motivating me by saying, "Do your best" and "It's up to you."
I realized early enough to tell them, they were the ideal parenting balance for me. My mother also said she'd keep looking out for me even after death. I take comfort in that today. You can't ask for more.
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