people. And t year, I t a big idea in o go to Cold me, quot;Canning, oo late, before oo old.quot; And I told oo old, it oo late.

    I just t sed to be a tourist! I didnt knoo go and look for ers. So oo late, t must  a terrible t in  ers migy gre killed her.

    Maybe it  o find ers. Because after your mote saers, by c tment Store on Nanjing Dong Road. S oget t reminded te of your mother.

    So t recognize at first, because Mei C your moted. quot;Are you not ang C; sed, because tten on to, a po of a young man and ill  parents, ill roaming them.

    At t, I am exed. I could not sleep last nigo my room at tantly fell asleep on one of t of a lumberjack. I lay a my motory, realizing   my sisters and I  her.

    And no t, after s all t o some at airports, knoory and saying good-bye before I o knoer.

    Aiyi smiles at me as  for our gate to be called. S one arm around  seems. And ts time. As ime and enter ting area, I get to anotcickets to Swo here.

    takes off. I close my eyes. o t our mothers life? here should I begin?

    quot;ake up,  pounding in my t. I look out ts gray outside.

    And noeps of to tarmac and too be to even feel my feet. I am just moving somehow.

    Somebody ss, quot;S; And t  same look on  errible ordeal and were  is over.

    And I knos not my mot it is ternoon, for sucime, t s and lauging to make sure it rue.

    And no t beyond te, oions and expectations forgotten.

    quot;Mama, Mama,quot; we all murmur, as if s