Parantal Love

When I was expecting my first child, I was truly happy. Everyday I talked to my unborn child and let my baby listen to music or story. I had severe morning sickness, but I could tolerate. As the due date got closer, every movement took a great deal of effort. Finally when I had labor, the pain was terrible beyond expression. However, when I held my first daughter, Jennifer, after delivery, the pain was dismissed. At that moment, I thanked my mother because she had the same pain as mine. Until that time, I thought that my parents were always old and parents. I thought they never had youth. I took it for granted that my parents gave me love, education, wealth, and many other things. But, when I had my first daughter I was still young. The only thing I could give to her was love.

As she grew older, my husband and I fell in love with her smile, voice, hair, laugh, and even her toes. When she spoke her first word ¡° mom,¡± my husband tried to teach her to sa

Through taking care of my children, I can understand my parents more, and love them more and more. Unfortunately, I realized their love after my father died of lung cancer. If I had known this fact earlier I would have been a better daughter. Between times I miss my father so much. Now, I live in America and my mother lives in Korea. Whenever I think about my mother living alone, I feel heart-breaking pain. I am always anxious about my mother¡¯s health. I wish that my mother lives a long time. Therefore I shall have plenty of time to return my love to her.

When I was ten year old, my family went to the beach. There were about ten thousand people there. All my family enjoyed the summer vacation. I played with my sister and swam. Suddenly, I lost my parents. I was shocked and cried for my parents, but I couldn¡¯t find them. Somebody took me to a place for missing children. Finally my mother found me there, but she was almost out of her mind. At that time, I couldn¡¯t understand her heart. After I had the same experience I totally understood her. On last 4th of July, I lost my daughter, Jennifer. As soon as I lost Jennifer, I felt almost like dying. After I found her, I finally breathed with relief. It is terrible even if I imagine that any of my children die or is missing.

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