Since I was little, my father wasn't around, and my mom raised me all by herself. Life with my mom was happy, and I loved her so much. Yet one day, I saw my mom chatting intimately with some man I didn't know… We had always been just the two of us. Was she only my mother? But then she told me she was going to 'remarry'… Her gentle smile, her warm body that would hug me, all of it would be taken by another man. In that instant, I realized that I loved my mother as a 'woman'.
