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I would like to give the gift to my mom, because she's everything (in a good way) for me. Letter's attached.

Dear mom,

In this letter you may take my words literally and non-literally.
Someone told me that I need to imagine the person most precious to me.
I closed my eyes; there's the image of you.
Then he said again, what of my precious possession would I give to you as a gift.
I closed my eyes; and thought. I have my collection of pencil colors -- which I already exclusively allowed you, and only you to use them. And also my pillow -- only share to you too. I think I have (and will, if you want to) give every of my possession to you! You are my everything.

But just when I'm about to open my eyes. I remember.
Lately I've been keeping my thoughts and my heart a secret from you. (I know that you yearn to know what I think.)
I've been keeping my time and my world close for you. (I know that you want to use every free second with me.)
And I feel like crap while doing all that but I just couldn't stop.
Then I see worry came in your eyes. Just before a tear flew down from your motherly eyes, my heart crumbled.
I screamed and squealed inside my heart, praying to God and to the Earth for them to help me push those tears back or omit them somewhere I don't know or maybe... to reverse the clock. So I can fix me.

It hurts when you are hurt, and happy when you are happy.
I guess that's what you called love (or natural connection since I were born from you).
And since you're my mom, I had the feeling that you're experiencing twice as strong than what I feel.

After awhile I've come to aware (and awake) that I can't go back to time and fix my mistakes. However I still have tomorrow for you.. and hopefully years after! (PLEASE, PLEASE keep healthy mom).

So what's my precious possession, after all? the one that I needed to give to you?
And what do gifts are for? is to make the person happy, right?

So here's goes; my time, my thoughts, my world and my heart.
I promise that
I'll be good to myself,
I'll be successful as a person,
and I'll build a good self-empire (and show you the process of making it -- no, I won't cheat).

Love,
Bai

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Tools used:
- Wacom Intuos 5
- Photoshop CS4 + Paint tool SAI

Description
I would like to give the gift to my mom, because she's everything (in a good way) for me. Letter's attached.

Dear mom,

In this letter you may take my words literally and non-literally.
Someone told me that I need to imagine the person most precious to me.
I closed my eyes; there's the image of you.
Then he said again, what of my precious possession would I give to you as a gift.
I closed my eyes; and thought. I have my collection of pencil colors -- which I already exclusively allowed you, and only you to use them. And also my pillow -- only share to you too. I think I have (and will, if you want to) give every of my possession to you! You are my everything.

But just when I'm about to open my eyes. I remember.
Lately I've been keeping my thoughts and my heart a secret from you. (I know that you yearn to know what I think.)
I've been keeping my time and my world close for you. (I know that you want to use every free second with me.)
And I feel like crap while doing all that but I just couldn't stop.
Then I see worry came in your eyes. Just before a tear flew down from your motherly eyes, my heart crumbled.
I screamed and squealed inside my heart, praying to God and to the Earth for them to help me push those tears back or omit them somewhere I don't know or maybe... to reverse the clock. So I can fix me.

It hurts when you are hurt, and happy when you are happy.
I guess that's what you called love (or natural connection since I were born from you).
And since you're my mom, I had the feeling that you're experiencing twice as strong than what I feel.

After awhile I've come to aware (and awake) that I can't go back to time and fix my mistakes. However I still have tomorrow for you.. and hopefully years after! (PLEASE, PLEASE keep healthy mom).

So what's my precious possession, after all? the one that I needed to give to you?
And what do gifts are for? is to make the person happy, right?

So here's goes; my time, my thoughts, my world and my heart.
I promise that
I'll be good to myself,
I'll be successful as a person,
and I'll build a good self-empire (and show you the process of making it -- no, I won't cheat).

Love,
Bai

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Tools used:
- Wacom Intuos 5
- Photoshop CS4 + Paint tool SAI