Sometimes we take our mothers for granted. I know this because I'm guilty of it also. Living apart from my mom, I don't frequently see her or tell her I love her. But I know that she is always there for me.
My mother wrote this poem. To me, the essence of this particular hug lies in the unwavering embrace, the narrow focus, the scent of another person, the closeness of her story.
Happy Mother's Day. Don't forget to hug your mother on Sunday, if you can.
Original Light Poetry in Chinese calligraphy
