my vision glazed the wind began to blow and the tree branches in front of the house began to sway, I began to think about the story of my life that I had lived in my lifetime. I grew up in a very simple family I have two brothers, my father works as a farmer and my mother as a vegetable seller in the market, when I was nine years old I was in elementary school in grade four while my sister in grade one and my brother set foot in junior high school, life we are very limited in everything, to make ends meet my mother often works hard selling in the market sometimes I help her sell fruit when I come home from school and we start to get some results to fulfill our life. when everything started to crumble when my mother got sick which at first we did not know and only thought that my mother was sick normally when a few days later my mother's illness started to rise and was quite worrying and at that time my mother was also taken to the hospital, since my mother was at home I am sick and my sister is often at home because we are still small and do not understand about the hospital. only my sister was there. The most painful thing for me when I wanted to go to the hospital was to see my mother, my mother's sister did not allow me to go because she wanted to fight I wanted to ride a cart but my mother's sister beat me with a wooden stick and I cried uncontrollably. this is what i will never forget. when my mother was in the hospital a few days I did not know her whereabouts and I only thought of my mother, who I love. One evening I was at my mother's brother's house. heartbreak and heartbreak when I heard that my mother had "passed away" leaving us for good. I can't hold back all that I have received, my tears can't be held my breath is choked it feels like lightning strikes. in an uncontrollable state i ran home and cried in my room i don't know what to do anymore everything is gone i feel shattered, my dear mother has left us for her old greetings. in the midst of deep sorrow I often remember my mother when she came home from the market bringing us some cakes for us to eat and that will never happen again. when my mother's body was buried I often daydream about what has happened to my life. The most painful thing is when I can't go to the hospital to see my mother and it still lingers to this day."There was an important message that I still remember when my mother was alive, she said that education was important and we should continue to study, she said that she could afford to pay for our school." That's a saying that has never left my mind to this day. my sister couldn't continue her education and had dropped out since she started her first school she quit when my mother died. my sister and I have continued school and my sister was able to finish public high school education and I also finished public high school. for me my mother's words continue to flow and have become like a blood stream that I have to fight for that education is important. because of what my mother said I tried to continue my education in college even though at that time I had to work hard to find my education fees when I was twenty four years old I entered college and for four years I was able to finish my education and may become a graduate, I feel I am proud that my mother's words can be fulfilled. I often visit the place where she was buried, thanking her for all that she has fought for us, her children. and now my sister is married and my sister is also married, it's just me who wants to plan to think about having a family. "From what I have lived and felt until now, it has taught me a lesson that caring for parents is a must and also obeys and always follows orders from them, because I also remember that I also often go against my parents' advice and I regret it. message for me to readers."Obey and respect your parents when they still be with us, so we will not regret when they will go forever".