I want to say thanks my late mom. She has always wanted the best for me, worked hardest to keep us comfortable, picked us the best pieces from the dinner plate, and comforted me when I was sick in bed. After I am grown, she would be the shameless endorser of me, a true believer like no others.
My gratitude come rather late. Actually, in thirty some years, I have not thanked her ever. I'll make this year to be the beginning.