A single moment, captured by modern cameras, has the ability to describe some of the important events in my life. My mother has always loved embroidering and designing clothes; these were his past hobbies. She would be extremely involved in creating creative projects for me, my sister, and herself. The thing I hated most was that she wasn't mentally present in family conversations. He would simply be in his own “clothing world.” Even though I hated her boring hobby, I liked wearing clothes designed by her, because the style always matched the current fashion and made me look unique. When we arrived in the United States, he started working in an Indian boutique. He loved working there, but his family, including me, were not happy. I regret not supporting my mother in pursuing her interests. I regret not trying to keep my family together during difficult times. It wasn't anyone's fault in particular; it belonged to everyone. My mother has helped us, supported us and been by our side through every turn this life has taken. She was always a shoulder to cry on and always a reason to smile. Every morning we all went out and met thousands of other people, but she stayed at home, waiting for us all alone. She might have been bored at home. He might have wanted to meet new people every day and expand his circle like we did. He might have wanted to see the world from his eyes, rather than ours, from the stories we would share as a family. Everyone likes to do things that interest them; My mother also embroidered our clothes at home, but she may have very limited work compared to her skills. She may want to be praised for her hard work, because none of us have had time to praise her for the things she has done to make us happy. My family may need to understand her more specifically as she understood all of us. Mother's love is unconditional, but it is stronger than any bond we can form in this world. Not just my mom, but every mom out there has a soft heart. The soft-hearted person just needs support, care and a little respect. Moms deserve so much more than running the house and cooking for them