Something about my beautiful mom

So 2 mins ago, my bishop stoped by my apartment and asked me if I want to give a talk on my mom next Sunday, on Mother's Day.
Why not? Giving a talk is never hard for me, even though English is not my first language.
I actually love performing, singing or talking, in front of people in a public event....usually.

MY MOM?! Let me see..........hmm....

Someone I love so much and can exchange my life for

someone who has a stronger heart than me

someone has the total control over her family with love, respect and authority

someone never ever showed her sorrow in front of me, not that i could remember

someone who obtains nice skin. My mom is pretty and elegant, non-biased. Cuz she's my mom, i never realized that she was pretty before.

Someone who has a bad temper and is able to explore her anger easily, all at one time...well, she never saved it for later and never got mad at someone for a longer time as well.

Someone who lost her own mother while she was in high school.

Someone who is the middle of the five girls in her family, and played a heroic,big-brother role.

Someone who told me that if you loved a guy, as a girl, you should not easily tell him so....this way, he would get more addicted to your affaction. haha, funny huh? but sometimes, she's right, at least in her relationship with my dad.----this point is so Chinese!!

Someone who once got super mad at me when i did not appreciate someone's help with true kindness.

Someone who shared nothing in common, in terms of religious views. She doesn't think about that subject, and I am a mormon.

Someone always keeps giving me a confirmation that I am a nice girl and one day I will find someone who deserves a really cheerish, nice guy to marry.

Someone who wants me to be happy, lovable and kind.

Someone who wins everyone's love and respect in my family.

Someone who is lucky, confident and supportive in her marriage and the man whom she married to.

Someone who keeps her eyes on a big family,  my cousins', my aunts' and uncles' lives.

Someone who was borned in the Year of the Horse as I was. She was definited as a "happy, wealthy but exhausting horse", while I am supposed to be a "generous, careless and content one."





There are whole a lot more....






Some of my Chinese friends joked on me, maybe they ain't joking....
" You know, your mom is so pretty and elegant, she has well-defined features on her pretty face .....you don't look like her at all.......maybe you look like your dad."(they never saw my dad.)
THANK YOU??!
I feel sorry for my dad.


My mom is a pretty woman. She is my world.