Today is my mother’s birthday, it’ll be her last year to be 70s. She lost her mother at 7 years old, then her father to the Communist at 17 when he was captured and imprisoned during 1954 when the North and South Vietnam was split into two. She immigrated into the South along with her siblings and ended up bouncing around until she met my father. As a special force soldier during war time, my father was often away from home so she took care of all of us. By the time I came along (the youngest), my older siblings were old enough to take care of me; therefore my mother spent most of her time working in trading. She taught me how to work hard, no matter what always dress like a million bucks, be strong, be patient and be honest in all situation. Up until this day, I have these values instilled in me in all the paths that I have taken through life. She took care of us since the day we were born and still does because taking care of us is all she knows and does best. I love her to the moon and back.
We celebrated her birthday on Easter Sunday since my brother and his family were in town. Although my mother doesn’t have any desire for entertainments, she’s always eager be part of the fun in all occasion. The grandkids suggested that we do a fun photoshoot instead of traditional posed ones. I’m always ready for the challenge of course. Here’s what we ended up doing, enjoy!!!