Something about my mom.Today I read a piece of passage saying a mother with cancer tried her best to make the seven-year-old auther a special day before the day she had a surgery.Although I have ever read it,teers filled my eyes again.It reminds me of my mother.I can well remember there was a photo of my parents and I.My mom thought it may be the last photo,I would no longer see her ,at that time,I was under 6 months old.I was so lucky that mom's surgery was very successful.I cannot imagine the life without my mom.She has been caring for me carefully for 16 years and she had gone through lots of sadness because of me.Now I realize that how important my mother is,I love her so much and I even want to spend every minute with her.(maybe its because I am very down these days)I