Every day you ask me “Mom, which star on the dark sky is the most beautiful?” My answer is always “it is the star named as yours!”

My beloved child,

I still remember I was very happy when I knew that I was pregnant. It is a miracle. It likes having “a bud” growing up inside me. An immature creature must be sheltered and protected. Happiness came to me suddenly. You were growing up inside me along with tiny moves. It’s such a lovely thing. You moved; you wished to let me know that you were healthy.

Then the expected day came, I could see you utter a cry when brought into the world; the morning sunlight shone you, my daughter. I cried how sweet happiness was. It’s a milestone of my life. Holding your little beautiful hand and facing you on my chest were a miracle. You are a pure pearl granted to me; your lovely smile likes an angel that made me overcome obstacles and troubles. I much worried when you were ill. I took care of you all night long, replacing the towel on your forehead with other wet towel due to your perspiration so that you could feel comfortable. I am happy when you sleep well, smile, love your life and so on. Do you know that my love for you is higher than mountain, bigger than an ocean and sweeter than water flowing from its source? Seeing you grow up day by day, watching your steps, gestures, performance have made me happy. I trust that all mothers around the world love their children the most. Although each mother expresses her love differently, all of them are compassionate mothers with silent sacrifice.