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This is a letter my mom wrote the night before a major surgery back in 1985. I was 6-years old. I don’t remember it, but I came across it the other day among my childhood stuff. Couldn’t help tearing as I read it, imagining what was in my mom’s heart as she wrote it. She wrote a letter each to my dad and John (who was only 2-yrs old then) too. Wonder what John’s says… :)
Mom’s just arrived in L.A. Grandma’s still in the operating theatre. Mom left in such an unexpected rush yesterday, we didn’t even have time for a proper good-bye at the airport. And she doesn’t know how long she’ll be in L.A. I’m so glad that we’d been spending so much time together in the last couple of weeks, and especially for the Indonesia trip. July 31st (the day I fly back to N. America) isn’t that very far away…
ann dear.. this is so sweet of your mum. very touched by this . wat an insignt to the beauty of a mother’s heart