Hello, mother

Looking back at her, she was a confident, free spirited woman, with hopes in her heart and craving romances. But she wasn’t always like that. She was angry, looking to hurt people just to fulfill her intentions, she didn’t care about any consequences. She is my mother, she should be my role model, my shoulder to cry on. She was selfish. I sometimes go back to my hometown to visit her grave. The only words I can say are...