Match Made in Heaven

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I was probably thinking that I had no mom. I’m guessing the reason why I thought like that is my grandmother brought me up after the first birthday. According to my mom, I had sometimes visited my parents’ home, but suddenly I said I wouldn’t go back to my grandma’s house when I was four years old. Mom needed grandma’s helps more, but grandma left me behind and I started to live with my family again. I think that moment was the moment that I realized the woman who visited me two or three times a week was my mom.
In fact, I couldn’t remember about what happened to me, I just remembered my mom as a perfect mom, a perfect mentor, and a perfect best friend.
She was a perfect mom. When I was a little girl, mom seemed not to like something. Mom always gave me and my big brother delicious parts of food like strawberries, melons, and fried chicken drumsticks first, so we asked her if you don’t like that kinds of delicious parts. She answered no all the time; we couldn’t understand how people didn’t like fried drumsticks. At that moment young, naive, and trusting as I was, I believed that she said, but who didn’t like that? Of course, we didn’t believe her lies any more when we grew up enough to understand, but her highest priority was always us. She always said “I’m feeling full and satisfied every time I see you are eating something delicious. It’s totally true. Every mom does that.” Afterwards we needed to declare her that we wouldn’t eat if she didn’t eat first, or beg her not to make us ungrateful children. On the other hand, she was a good listener. When I was old enough to go to preschool, we moved into a new town. On the way to move, I saw some preschool that caught my fancy in a car. So mom took me over to the preschool next day....

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...he made me keep my chin up even though the world was not tolerant toward me. The time we spent together made us best friends. These days we still spent time to talk far into the night on the weekend I went parents’ home.
Mom often said she felt proud of me. When she did, I answered her that I was really happy because I had wonderful mom. Also, she didn’t have a best friend before, for that reason she always thought about when I was all grown up enough to be a friend to her. She was saying she was happy because she had a best friend to talk with. In addition, she said even though I was her daughter, there was something that she could learn from me in the middle of talking with each other. It’s pretty awesome that we know and trust each other in our bones, divide and share our thoughts honestly, and have a strong commitment to each other. We’re a match made in heaven.

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