My mother - dearest person to me. I love her so much. I love not for something, and just like that, just for the fact that I have it. I am very proud of and cherish his mother. Near her I have no one. My mother's name is Tatiana. She's beautiful. I love my mother's smile and big green eyes that sparkle with mischief, mischievous laughter and her hands, caring, warm, dear me two palms. My mother is very good, get along well with people, all her respect and love. She is able to support in difficult times and warm their warmth, sometimes when I am sad and bitter.
