Wow, what a day! I grew up with a very strick and mean mom. Does she love me? I don't know. I don't know what mother love was or is. All I know is that I love her and I will do anything to earn her love. I don't understand how could a mom be so mean. Not until a few years ago, I realize that it was a illness and not her. From medical point of view, she has to hate someone and that someone was me. I gave money to my brother today so that he could give it to my mom. My brother wouldn't take it. He said no matter what I do, it will just make her mad and he rather not make her mad. I don't know what to do. For us Chinese, filial piety is the most important value in life. I tried my whole life to do just that but couldn't. It is Mother's day today and how do I wish I can just get a hug from my mother who I love still!