Letters from Mum – It Has Been So Much Fun to Watch You Grow

Being your Mum changed me profoundly. There is no title in my life that I’ve appreciated more, except now maybe Granny. Motherhood has made me appreciate every single minute that I have and the importance of my strong and loving relationship with Dad. It can be difficult to grow up with a mother in the spotlight—you and Dad have kept me down-to-earth and given me perspective on what’s important in life.

I think it’s a specialty of women and mothers in particular to feel guilty about everything—guilty that we’re working too much, or not doing as much around the house, or taking off from work to pick you up at school—but then I look back at all of our family photographs and see the hundreds of wonderful memories we have together and I realize that the four of us have done pretty well.

There was the holiday we took to France when you were five and seven—one of my favorite times with you was driving all over the country listening to The Chronicles of Narnia and sitting outside a beautiful French castle waiting for the chapter to finish. And the time you both hungrily tucked into escargot in Paris. Then there was the four-way foot rub after we toured the Smithsonian museums when you were teens.

And we’ve had many adventures in the outdoors together. Backpacking in four inches of rain with Grandpa in the Columbia Gorge, sailing adventures along the Inside Passage while the two of you were hanging coolers from bungee cords and turning the inside of the boat into a fort. Peter, I remember taking you on your first climb up Mount Baker when you were sixteen. Later on, when you were a volunteer climbing ranger at Mount Rainier, all four of us went up to Camp Muir, and you and I climbed the summit together—you leading me this time, making me camp pancakes at the wee hours of the morning. And Anne, I treasure our backpacking outings every summer.

It has been so much fun to watch you grow and develop as adults. Anne, you are one of the most tenacious people I know, and one of the least judgmental. You have always been great at seeing the whole person as well as standing up for yourself.

Peter, you are adventurous, and also an incredibly kind, sensitive person, calm in the face of incredible stress as a nurse. I am proud to watch you as a great father and husband.

I want you both to be happy with who you are. Take care of yourselves. Sleep well, enjoy nature, align your work with your values, and recognize the people you admire most and model what they do.

I know you will share your strong values and a commitment to making this world a better place with the next generation. You continue to make me and Dad proud!

Much love,


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Letters from Mum – You Have Been Such a Blessing to Me

When I was asked to write an open letter to you, I thought about the hundreds of texts and emails that I have sent to you on holidays and on Sundays, when I ask you to say a prayer to thank God for each other. Every day, I wake up thinking about how much I love, admire and cherish each of you.

I gave birth to two of you, but I have four incredible daughters. Writing this brought to mind all the ways you guys have been such a blessing to me.

When I’m feeling sad or not-so-cute or maybe a little sorry for myself, and you all include me in your group chat and tell me how hot I still look or how cool I am. Maybe you send me a crazy YouTube video. What actually works best is a cute photo of my grandchildren.

I remember slumber parties after my divorce, when we watched old movies and ate a lot of ice cream. I felt so loved and supported. The roles were reversed, and it was ME who needed nurturing.

I remember my first date when every one of you weighed in on what I should wear.

The obvious things about all of you are apparent. You are all strong, beautiful, intelligent and smart businesswomen. You are so much more than that. You are all kind, generous and you treat people well. You are all amazing mothers, wives, daughters, sisters and friends. All of you have total self-respect.

Beyoncé, I wish people could see how you are when you’re not in front of the camera or on the stage. How compassionate and kind you are to people, how you look them right in the eye when you speak to them. How hard you work, how generous you are with your time and money. How you don’t care if anyone knows about it because you do it from the heart. I wish they could see you with the Make-A-Wish Foundation kids, how patient you are and how your love has helped to extend lives. Yes, you are a huge star, but you have somehow managed to stay grounded and humble in the wake of all your success.

Solange, I knew when you were born three days late that you would walk to the beat of your own drum. You were always my rebel warrior! Always defending the underdog and fighting for what you believe in. I remember you, at 10 years old, started a petition to remove a bad teacher, and your dad and I were so proud of you. I love that you do not let others define who you are, or what you are. Whether in your music, fashion or your life, you truly are your own incredible, unapologetic person! As tough as you are, you will drop everything to take care of someone you love.

Kelly, I know without a doubt that you were a true gift from God. You came to live with us when you were only 11 years old. You were the sweetest, most kind person I had ever met and you still are. You are also a true survivor. You never give up. Your discipline and drive always inspires me. You make me want to take better care of my body and constantly motivate me to exercise and take time for myself. You have the best listening skills and are a loyal friend to many. I’ve seen you take the jewelry off of your arm and give it to someone because you wanted to make them feel good.

Angie, you are my niece, but we have always been more like mother and daughter! You were always so mature, always challenging me and questioning why. (Fortunately I never believed in the “Because I said so” or “I’m the adult” crap, either.) I always trusted that you would look out for and protect Solange, Kelly and Beyoncé, and you did! You still do sometimes. You are so smart and perceptive, and you see through bullshit right away! You’ve always had our backs. Our own family fixer!! You know I call you Olivia Pope!!!!!

I’m often asked, what was my most proud moment? I would have to say it was at my recent wedding, when all four of you said in your own words that I taught by example and that I helped to make you the women you are today!!!! That was truly my proudest moment!

All my love,


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Letters from Mum – Remember When We First Met?

Remember when we first met? It was early morning, it was mid-August, I was large and you were ready. You were beautiful, all blue eyes and big—impossibly big—cheeks. You were born, and we both cried. You, because you had suddenly and bravely plunged into a bright, strange world. Me, because in one instant all my hopes and joys and desires were unlocked and unleashed, poured out in big wet tears, in a cry from deep within, in a sound from myself I had never before heard—because it belongs to you and only you.

You make me want to become stronger, kinder, wiser so I can show you what it looks like when life is done well. You make me want to conquer time itself, so that I could rewind and relive all your sweet milestones, or fast forward so I don’t have to wait one more minute to see who you become, or pause. Mostly just pause. I want to stop and stare and marvel and savor this moment, any moment, every moment as long as you’re in it.

You’re the first person I’ve ever actually wanted to wear a matching outfit with.

I think about all the things I want to show you and teach you and tell you about. In no particular order: Ice cream. Bubbles. Swinging on a swing set. Tennis. I will teach you the chords I know on guitar but also get you real lessons if you want them.

But mostly my biggest job is to care for your heart, and prepare you for this world that can be exhilarating and terrifying and wonderful and shattering. There is no way I can anticipate every situation or protect you from every hurt or fear. The best thing I can do for you is work hard to make real to you how dearly you are loved and treasured. Not just by me and your daddy, but by God, who knit you together so lovingly and made you just right. I will never get over this blessing. I will never stop marveling at the fortune that you, dear sweet serene smiley Vale, are my little girl. I would have waited forever for you.




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Letters from Mum – You Keep Me Grounded

As we come up on another Mother’s Day, I wanted to take the opportunity to thank both of you. Thank you for being my sweet little good luck charms over the years.

I remember in my first race for the State House both of you were my biggest cheerleaders. As you sat in the back in your car seats, every time we would pass one of my yard signs you would both cheer! It didn’t matter that it was the same signs we would pass.

You always made me smile no matter how tough it was.

As we have continued to live and grow as a family in public life, you have dealt beautifully with things that weren’t always normal — people taking pictures of us in restaurants, people pointing and staring, and people saying mean things about me in campaigns.

But through it all you both always stayed above it. I often wonder how you both grew up knowing not to take it all too seriously. I’m so thankful you don’t.

You are the ones that keep me grounded. No other title will ever mean more to me than being your mom. Whether it is us walking down the dozens of State House steps at the Christmas tree lighting all trying to smile and not fall, or you having to deal with me getting locked out of the house in my robe when your dad was deployed, I love how we are always able to laugh at everything.

Your dad and I are so proud of both of you. I feel so blessed to be able to kiss your cheeks as we get you out the door to school, or be silly on our Haley Family Fun Nights. I know whatever comes our way in life, nothing will ever mean more to me than the gift of being your mom.

I couldn’t love either of you more!


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Letters from Mum – I Cannot Protect You From the World

I still remember the first thing I thought when I became a mom. It was, “Oh, God, what do I do with this baby?”

I had no experience. I never thought I would become a mom. None of my friends had children. So in the first couple weeks after you were born, Aimee, I was in shock, just panicked, thinking, “How do I take care of you? What am I meant to do?” Ozzie had two children with his first wife, so he was more equipped than I was. He was always very good after I breastfed, he would settle you down. But I was still overwhelmed.

Then, over a few months, I became a lioness. I’m now terribly overprotective. I will always stand by you and be there for you. You’ll never fall because I’m there to catch you. But I’ve also learned, especially over the past five years, that I can’t fix everything. I cannot protect you from the world. And now I know I don’t have to.

Jack and Kelly, you have overcome drugs and drinking, and Aimee, you’re pursuing your dreams. I’m so proud that you’ve all become such good, levelheaded people who care what goes on in the world. Success doesn’t mean shit to me. This entertainment industry doesn’t mean anything to me. If you do well and you’re strong—that’s what makes me feel happy, that’s what makes me feel great.

Being your mom has made me a well-rounded person. It’s made me not as selfish, and not as motivated when it comes to the competitiveness I had in the industry. It gave me a different outlook on life that it’s not about winning or being number one. Raising a child is the most important thing you can ever do.

It’s the hardest thing in the world, to be a hands-on mother and sustain a career. You cannot do it without having endless guilt.

When I think of you all, my heart just melts. People come into my home and they say it’s like a time capsule. Everything is covered in pictures and notes and paintings that I have framed. Every gift you ever gave me I still have, and they are most treasured. Necklaces and paintings and hearts for Mother’s Day and all those drawings, I have them framed everywhere. They are my family jewels.

With Love,


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Letters from Mum – Motherhood has Changed Me

You’re both asleep right now. It’s late. I’m at the kitchen table trying to harness my ten million racing thoughts. It’s not easy writing to you. Don’t get me wrong… writing used to be simple. I would to sit down and knock out a blog at a moment’s notice. Sometimes I wasn’t even sitting! One time I wrote it on a treadmill … eating soup … on the phone! Ok not quite, but you get where I’m taking you.

You see, before you, life was simple. The apartment was immaculate, I was always on time (always is a strong word), I never had Hello Kitty stickers stuck to me in random places (most days), there was never spit-up on my clothes (and if there was, I had bigger issues), I never had to carry Cheerios and Puffs everywhere, and I never ever had to worry about childproofing the silverware drawer (unless I was dieting).

Yes, before you, life was easy. I call it B.C. (Before Childbirth). And on the morning of August 21st, 2013 B.C., just hours before you, Harper, were born, your other mother and I were just your typical lesbian television news couple navigating the NYC grind. (We currently don’t know how to distinguish between the two of us, so it’s mama and other mama until you tell us otherwise) Everything for us was relatively effortless—dating long distance when your other mother lived in London, dealing with her travels to the world’s most dangerous places as a war correspondent, coming out as a couple on national television … effortless.

And then came August 21st, 2013, the day B.C. (Before Childbirth) became A.D. (After Delivery). And life for me was never the same again.

I became a mother. And what was once the unpopular answer to the question WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP suddenly became the only answer that mattered. Where I used to look both ways just one time when crossing the street, now I stand like a fool looking back and forth a dozen times. Where I used to skydive and bungee jump and skateboard and parasail, now I’ll order white rice in my sushi roll instead of brown and call it a crazy night. Exaggeration aside, I have too much to lose to tempt fate for kicks. I spent all my life courting extreme activities. I’m perfectly fine shifting down a gear or two for you girls.

People ask me all the time how motherhood has changed me. Well let’s put it this way. Before I met you two, the word responsibility meant getting to work on time. And eating vegetables. Now it means guiding, feeding, teaching, protecting two little babies, completely dependent on us for everything. And while it takes every morsel of my effort and energy to do it all day everyday, there’s nothing else in the world that makes me happier. The truth is, I want to do it for the rest of your lives.

If I could hold your hand through all the scary parts, I would. If I could break every fall and bat away every insult, I would. If I could wipe up every tear and protect you from every drop of bad weather and take away heartbreak and disappointment and failure, you have to know I would.

But I can’t.

Not because I’m not strong enough. Not because I’m too busy. Not because I don’t want to. I can’t because it would stunt your growth. Pain, while uncomfortable, will make you stronger if you work through it. Failure, while depressing, will make you resilient if you get back up again. As much as I’d love to keep you this age forever (Harper you’re 20 months and Quinny, you’re 3 months), I have to let you grow so that I can ultimately let you go.

I fell in love three times in my life. And I know where I was when it happened for each of them. The first was when your mom got up on waterskiis, and the other two were the days I met you. Harper, you were crying. You had a hard time pushing your way out and they had to use some sort of suction device. Quinn, you literally slid out without a care in the world after my epidural wore off. Two different exits, but the same welcome committee (your mother and me) there to greet you.

Being a mother to you both is an honor. And a privilege. It’s now the first line on my resume and the last thing I think about before I drift off at night (replacing hosting SNL).

You’re going to grow up sooner than I’d like. Some days you’ll love me. Some days you won’t as much. Some days you’ll call me. Some days you won’t. Some days I’ll cross your mind. Some days I won’t. But years from now, I hope you know that throughout it all, I tried my best, worked my hardest, loved with all my might and will forever give you every last ounce of me until my time is up. On this Mother’s Day, you’ve given me the only thing that completes me: you.



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Letters from Mum – You Have Made Me a Better Legislator

A few minutes before I delivered the response to the State of the Union last year, someone behind the camera told me to close my eyes and think about the people I love most in this world. There you were—all three of you, right there in the center of my heart—reminding me why I am here. You ground me. You motivate me. You have made me a better person and a better legislator. And you teach me every single day that the best and most beautiful part of life is being a mom.

When I was a little girl—not much older than you are now—I looked at my own mom with the eyes of wonder. Forty years later, I still do. My mom sacrificed everything for my brother and me. She taught me so many things—about life, love, faith, ambition, and family—and she instilled in me the desire to have my own kids one day. Your grandma used to tell me, “Cathy! One day you’ll become a parent and you’ll see what I mean: there’s nothing in the world that compares to being a mom.” And boy was she right.

While my path to motherhood has been a little bit different than my mom’s, I hope I give all of you the same unconditional love she has always given to me. I was single when I was first elected to Congress—and at 35 years old, I had given up the hope that I’d find my own “Mr. Wonderful,” get married, and have a family. (And for the record, being in Congress doesn’t make dating any easier.) That all changed when I met your dad, who reminded me that the best things in life are worth waiting for. Since then, we have had the three of you—Cole, Grace, and Brynn—each of you a joyful and irreplaceable blessing.

Cole, when you were born with that extra twenty-first chromosome, you opened my eyes to the boundless potential that exists within every human life. You have led me to champion the noble work of the disability community—one for which I will be forever grateful—and you’ve taught me that everyone should be defined by their abilities, not their disabilities. Grace, my first daughter, you have introduced me to the most nurturing and maternal and imaginative four-year-old I have ever known. And Brynn, our Thanksgiving baby, you just melt my heart. When I come home every night to see the way your brother and sister look at you, I can feel the most beautiful form of God’s love.

People often ask me why I do what I do, what motivates me to serve in Congress, and what guides the decisions I make for the people of Eastern Washington. My answer to them? The three of you. I am here so that one day—long after I’m gone—you and your kids will have more opportunities than I did. So you’ll know what it’s like to live in a world where you are not defined by your limits, but by your potential. That is what I want to leave behind for you.

As you grow up, here’s my advice for you: Be kind to everyone. Believe in God. Lead a life of purpose. Take risks. Find the silver linings and look for the good in people. Be courageous. Follow your heart. And live a big life. On Mothers’ Day, I thank you for making me a mom and giving me the greatest and most inexpressible joy I will ever know.



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Thomas Edision Time Capsule

One day, Thomas Edison came home from school with a note from the teacher. His mother read the letter out loud; “Your son is a genius, this school is too small for him and doesn’t have enough good teachers for training him. Please teach him yourself.”

Many many years after Thomas Edison’s mother pass away, after Thomas Edison becomes one of the greatest inventor, he found a box of things left for him by his mum, and one of them were the note from school.

On the paper was written; “Your son is mentally ill, we won’t let him come to school anymore”. 

He cried for hours and wrote in his diary, Thomas Edison was a mentally-ill child, by a hero mother, he became the genius of the century. 

Time Capsule: Notice of Expiration of Child-Rearing Services

When Yuma Hasegawa’s parents gave him a festive-looking envelope on his 20th birthday, he must have thought he was in the money.

But to his disappointment, there wasn’t a big wad of cash inside.

Instead, he unwrapped a forthright list of instructions detailing exactly what was expected of him now he was an adult.

The letter begins by wishing him a Happy 20th Birthday! – the legal age of adulthood in Japan – and was titled: ‘Notice of Expiration of Child-Rearing Services.’

The letter in full reads:
‘Happy 20th Birthday!

Notice of Expiration of Child-Rearing Services

As of October 4, 2015, your father, Yoshikazu Hasegawa, and mother, Chiaki Hasegawa, have completed their duties of raising their child: you, Yuma Hasegawa.

Going forward, please become a proper and responsible member of society… like your father and mother.

In addition, should you continue living in the Hasegawa family home, please make a monthly payment of 20,000 yen (£110) for rent, utility and grocery expenses. 

Also, please be aware that should you ask for a loan from your parents, interest will be charged.

Points to note upon reaching the age of 20:

– You must make compulsory national pension payments. If you put this off it will cause problems, so make the payments.

– Should you commit a crime, your face and name can now be shown on television and in newspapers. You will also have a permanent criminal record.

– You can now buy alcohol and tobacco products. Do not drive while intoxicated.

– You can get married without your parents’ permission. However, they may not emotionally accept your wife as their daughter-in-law if you don’t discuss the situation without them beforehand.

– Think responsibly about the future and set aside an adequate amount of savings from the money you earn.

Please enjoy your life as an adult.’

Mum and Dad

What would you write for your child in his / her Time Capsule. Join us today and handwritten a heartfelt letter to your child to be open at Year 2024! #TimeCapsule2024

Chinese New Year Charity Work

CSR  Corporate Social Responsibility CNY
Spending Chinese New Year Day 10 a little more meaningful.

This year we did a small collaboration with BCR Asia Biznet once more for our Corporate Social Responsibility. We have a trip down to Charis Home once more to have lunch with the grandpa and grandma and we are grateful they are still as cheerful as last year. We hope they continue to stay happy and healthy throughout the Year of Monkey; hope we get to see them again sometime throughout the year.

For more pictures of today, find them out here.