An Important Person

My mother is a ordinary woman who has not received higher education. while she never stepped into a university, she hold a PhD in courage from the school of life.
In my impression, mom is always caught in everyday affairs, from day to night. Before first dim of sunshine slip into her room, she get up and begin her day. The sunny day, I can smell the fragrant of laundry detergent when she clean clothes by her weather-beaten hands; the cloudy day, she I can heard the sizzling of oil in the pan when she cooks breakfast; the rainy day, I can see the figure when she removing the dust off table with rag. Finishing all of those chores she will rush to the our family-owned furniture store where they’d poured decades of their sweat and love.
“The business is getting tougher everyday.” The words came out of her mouth more and more frequently. Recent years, people tend to buy everything on the internet, our little store seems to be fading into forgetting. But it can’t defeat her, she started making some shot videos with my father, which attracted many people. The brilliant smile in her face when she show me her video account carve in my mind deeply.
It was her courage and her love to our family that push she take this step, and it was the courage she owned that made me a braver girl.