Another mother of mine

You tell me that your son felt in love with me so I’m also your “lover”. Your son likes to hear my laugh and you always want to see my smile. You cook everything your son wants to eat and you also try to find vinegar, rice and vegetables to prepare Vietnamese meal for me.

I love spending time with you go shopping, driving car and have fun, trying so many perfumes at Sephora store, lunch at Flunch then go home, dinner together. I remember the smell from your hands when you selected each dried lavender flowers to make scented pillows for me. I think I love you much (almost) as your son loves you. And there are some moments I’ve understood your tears you tried to hide…


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