英语翻译Every year on my birthday ,from the time I turned twelve

英语翻译
Every year on my birthday ,from the time I turned twelve,a white gardenia (栀子花) was delivered to my house.No card or note came with it.Calls to the flower shop were always useless---it was a cash deal.After a while I stopped trying to discover who the sender was and just delighted in the beautiful and perfume of the white flower.But I never stopped imagining who the sender might be.Some of my happiest moments were spent day dreaming about it.
My mother asked me whether there was someone for whom I had done a( n) special kindness who might be showing appreciation.perhaps the neighbor I helped when she was unloading a car full of groceries.Or maybe it was the old man across the street whose mail I helped to get during the winter so he wouldn’ t have to venture down his icy step.As a teenager,though,I had more fun guessing that it might be a boy who had noticed me even though I didn’t knew him.
One month before my high school graduation,my father died of a heart attack.He was missing some of the most important events in my life.I became completely uninterested in my upcoming graduation and the dance.When my father died ,1 forget he dance and the dress for it.The day before the dance ,I found a dress on the sofa.I didn’t care if I had a new dress or not,but my mother did.
She wanted her children to feel loved and lovable,imaginative ,believing that there was a magic in the world and beauty in the face of hard times.Actually mother wanted her children to see themselves much like the gardenia-lovely ,strong and perfect.The gardenia stopped coming when my mother died.

从十二岁开始,每年的生日我都会收到一束白色栀子花,从来都没有署名或者留言.打电话去花店也无济于事,因为那对于花店来说只是笔交易而已.过了一段时间,我不再去找那个送花的人,而是享受着那白色的栀子花的美丽芬芳.我一直在脑子里描绘那个送花的人,那也是我一天中最快乐的时光.
母亲说也许那些花是你曾经帮助过的人送的.或许是那个邻居,她从满载的卡车上卸货时我曾经帮过忙.也或许是对面街道的那位老人,每到冬天天冷路滑,我就帮他取邮件回来.青春年少的我也饶有兴趣地猜想过那是一个注意我很久的男孩送的,尽管我都不知道他是谁.
在我毕业的前一个月,父亲因为心脏病去世了.我人生中最重要的时刻他没能赶上,我开始对即将到来的毕业典礼和舞会完全失去了兴趣,不再关心舞会和裙子.舞会的前一天,我发现沙发上有条裙子.在我已经不关心舞会上穿的裙子是新还是旧的时候,妈妈在替我想着这些事情.
她希望她的孩子是充满爱和被爱的,仍然充满着幻想,仍然相信世界上有童话,困境中有美好.其实妈妈是希望她的孩子能够象栀子花一样可爱、坚强、美好.妈妈过世以后,我再也没收到过白色的栀子花了.