A letter for H.L. Park

Dear H.L Park:

How are you?
My name is Fan.
We never met before, but when I saw your photo and heared your voice by phone.
I know you are a teacher during your daughter's life.

I don not know why, I just know.
I can understand you want to teach her positive reality, and sometimes you are strict.
Maybe you got angry when she did some strange things, but I believe you love her deeply.

As for what I did for her.
I tried hard to make she understand forgiveness for her depression.
It is like...
We love the queen, so we support she to be a queen.
We love her so deeply, so when she becomes an empire, we must let her understand and stop her terrible control.

As for her destiny.
I wish she is happy, full of love, and live with family.
Whenever I touched her heart, I felt lonely.
Whenever I felt the weight of her soul, I cried.
It is her way to develope her ability.
Her soul is a wonderful gift for this Universe.
She do the very thing only she can make it come true.
She can really help people because she is so self-centre.
It is like...
A spider makes the web all its life because it just loves to do it.
The web is so beautiful and useful.
And the spider feels suprised the web feed its life without chasing food.

Thank you, H's mother.
You prepared so many things for her before you strictly said here is nothing hers.
Maybe she still easily get into relationship trouble, financial problem and fearful depression.
But do not worry about it, for another ten years or other lives.
The shadow just reflect her amazing blightness.
For the power of love, we will meet again by magic way.
I believe she will thank you at that moment.

We never met before, but I do not know why
I love you, H's mother

Tsai-Ming, Fan