My aunt is someone who has taught me the most about giving and unconditional love. As she loves anyone, she wants that person to be better.
She wanted me to be beautiful as a woman, she wanted me to be happy and to enjoy life, she wanted me to fight for my career and she wanted me to learn how to take care of others. Her love sometimes makes me feel counter-intuitive. I used to question why can’t she love me the way I am. Now I understand that it was her own way of love.
She is stubborn and never listens to anyone, however, if we look closer, her intention is always for good. She was the one who always tries to read others’ mind. If I came to the kitchen, she immediately told me where the foods were. If I was hurry up, she knew that my attention was at somewhere else. She has given me the best gifts with all her heart.
She was always trying her best to be a perfect working mom in which she could work and take care of family at the same time. She is always super. She knows the grocery shops very well, she could compare price of any item from different grocery stores. She was always the last person coming to dining table because she wants everyone to eat first.
She is also very independent. With her car, she could go around San Jose to find foods and stuff for our family. She could carry all grocery stuff up to third floor by herself. She cooks very well and she is never afraid to try out a new recipe. I miss her foods a lot.
As we went through tough time together and as my aunt and uncle always help me to be better, to have more experience, I got to understand more about love. Love is when someone is always there for you, they always welcome me in their house. Love is as big as that you can love anyone in this world, just like how they love me, unconditionally. I never forget the moment my aunt told me “you can come here and stay in our house as much as you want”. I never forget how they had given me $10 every time I got good grades at school when I was young. I never forget that they slept in the living room so that I and my cousin each of us has our own room. I never forget the day they helped me to move out even though they never like that idea. How can in this world there are these people who are not my parents love me this much? Do I deserve their love?
I cry on happiness whenever I reflect on what they have done to me. Thank you for everything, my aunt and uncle. Your love has truly inspired me to be better and to be bigger than who I am. Without them, I am not me today.
