It's been over 5 years now. Time has sure gone by quickly. I've been doing a lot of thinking about how to tell my story. I guess I'll start from the beginning. I have a mother, like everyone, but I've never said to her, "I love you Mom" in my whol life, unlike most people. May it be a lie that I love her as much as I cannot make such expression? Ever since I can remember I have always seen my mother in poor health.