May 10, 2010
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I still remember the trip in China with some family members last year, just 2 weeks before leaving Hong Kong to the States. Even that trip was short and the weather was pretty bad, it was so memorable though ...
In the second day, we were taken upward to a scenic spot by an old van. Then we walked downward from the scenic spot to the hotel. There were some waterfalls, rivers, shelters, and varity of plants alongside us. Suddenly, a thunderstorm and a downpour came during walking toward our hotel. We didn't expect that and bring enough umbrellas ...
Mom and I used a umbrella and walked very slowly to the hotel. Her shoes were old and slippery. Since part of the route was polished, I grabbed my Mom's hand and chatted to her so as to distract her attention. I could feel her worries (we both were pessimists...haha...) She expressed that she was afraid we could not get to the hotel and we might get hurt or cold ... I encouraged her repeatedly "20 minutes more! We'd get to the hotel very soon. Don't worry, Mom. I have already grabbed your hand, you no longer fall down due to the wettness of the ground." Actually, I didn't know the time required for us to get there at that moment, just want to give her a hope only. "Yes, I don't need to worry as you, the youngest son, grab my hand tightly." my Mom said. I could feel that she tried to give me a comfort. She didn't want me to worry about her ... My Mom is very kind to us; however, she sometimes hides her feelings with a smile ... If my memory is not at fault, this is the first time for me to hold my Mom's hand tight ... I guess I will not forget this rare but intimate touch, physically and emotionally.
An hour later, we all got to the hotel safely. I thanked God for keeping us unharmed and, more importantly, giving me the BEST and the GENTLEST mother. She is 75 years old. It seems that more and more diseases can be found on her body. Her ears, back and blood pressure get a kind of problems. I know that she will leave us and go to the Heavenly Father in the near future. When I think about it ... my nose feels sour ... I guess I could not accept this at that moment ... However, when I know that I can meet her in heaven and sit at the same table with her. I really feel blessed and excited about this.
May God bless you, Mom. Let me say ... "Mom, I Love You."
