The mother who raised me alone is about to remarry and start her second life. I am in favor of her remarriage and even happy about it. However, as the wedding draws nearer, I realized...the joy and blessings of remarriage. But above all, my feelings of love for my mother as a 'single woman.' Then, on the night before the wedding, we were alone together at a hotel near the venue. On our last night as parent and child, I couldn't hold back my love for her—
