论妈妈

There isn’t a perfect mom, a perfect house, a perfect kid, a perfect life.
There’s just real.
And real is one mom after another after another
after another who wakes up in the morning and sees those kids
who call her mom.
And pulls herself up and tries.


She stumbles, but stands up.
She worries, but gives.
She loves,
She Mothers.
从来就没有完美的妈妈、完美的房子、完美的孩子和完美的生活。
有的只是真实。
真实就是一个又一个妈妈
早晨醒来，看到喊她妈妈的孩子，
爬起来，继续努力，做一个好妈妈。


她会摔倒，但是会再站起来；
她会担心，但是会不停给予。
她用心爱，
只因为
她是妈妈。