Life is fragile, but love not

Mom visited in April and stayed with me for 5 months. She left a month ago because she felt so bored here and miss her two cute dogs. I am the youngest one in my family, I have two brothers and one sister. I am alone here in Vancouver thousands miles away from "home".

Just talked to her and she is staying with her old friends for a few days and sounds happy. The aunt, her friend, never married. She was very pretty when she was young, I saw the pictue. I heard that she ever was going out with my uncle, my mother's brother; but for some reasons, parents's opinion, maybe, was involved, then they seperated. 30 or 40 years later, uncle's wife died, people wanted to stick the two half stamps together, but thing changed in 40 years, for sure. Not successful!

Mom was retired after having the second kid. She cooked for us before Dad was retired, then Dad cooked. I never cooked at home. I was kind of spoiled. I learned cooking here in Vancouver 6 years ago when I first came here. During her stay in Vancouver with me, I cook for her, she never cooked here. I am so happy to cook for her!

Dad passed away in 2001 when he and my mom visited me in Vancouver. It is the most difficult time in my life. It was not supposed to happen, not at all! Heart attack, I could not talk about it in two years, even can not think about that. God knows how much I loved him. The pain and the desperateness, I can still feel when I am writing this.

My parents are very kind and very decent. They like to help people, they taught me "love". They never interfere me with anything. They respect my choice for life. They love each other. He always hold her hand when walking together. I am hoping that I can find one who I love and love me holding my hands, sharing the happiness, the pain and the life with me together no matter what...Life is fragile, but love not!