Mother

Today is Mother's Day and here's wishing all parents, especially Mothers,
a very wonderful, happy and enjoyable Mother's Day!
Thank you all mothers, especially my mother, for the sacrifices, love, concern that
you give to your children.
To all children who are reading this, do find time to spend with your mother and father,
for they gave you life and love you.

I had a nice dinner with my parents last night, taking it as a Mother's Day meal.
It was time well spent as I could tell that my mother appreciate such moments,
spending time with her loved ones.
My daughters would chat and talk to her, having the interaction that most elders like.
It is a small gesture, considering what she has done for the family, the children and me.
Thank you Mother.

This may be a good time to read one of my earlier post here,
which serves as a gentle reminder to us, as sons and daughters.

Having said that, I also read a story in the internet and would like to share it with you today.
The author is unknown but it carries an important message.
Do read the story below till the end.

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My mom only had one eye. I hated her… she was such an embarrassment.
My mom ran a small shop at a flea market.
She collected little weeds and such to sell… anything for the money we needed,
she was such an embarrassment.

There was this one day during elementary school.
I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed.
How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school… “Your mom only has one eye?!” and they taunted me.

I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom,
“Mom, why don’t you have the other eye?!
You’re only going to make me a laughing stock.
Why don’t you just die?”
My mom did not respond.
I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time,
it felt good to think that I had said what I’d wanted to say all this time.
Maybe it was because my mom hadn’t punished me,
but I didn’t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.

That night… I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me.
I took a look at her, and then turned away.
Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something
pinching at me in the corner of my heart.
Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye.
So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful,
because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.

Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied,
and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had.
Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too.
Now I’m living happily as a successful man.
I like it here because it’s a place that doesn’t remind me of my mom.

This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me
“What?! Who’s this?!” It was my mother… Still with her one eye.
It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me.
My little girl ran away, scared of my mom’s eye.

And I asked her, “Who are you? I don’t know you!!” as if I tried to make that real.
I screamed at her “How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter!
Get out of here now!!”
And to this, my mother quietly answered,
“oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,” and she disappeared.
Thank goodness… she doesn’t recognize me.
I was quite relieved.
I told myself that I wasn’t going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me… one day,
a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house.
I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip.
After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house…
just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground.
But I did not shed a single tear.
She had a piece of paper in her hand…. it was a letter to me.

She wrote:

My son, I think my life has been long enough now. And… I won’t visit Seoul anymore…
but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while?
I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion.
But I decided not to go to the school…. For you… I’m sorry that I only have one eye,
and I was an embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye.
As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye…
so I gave you mine…
I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me,
in my place, with that eye.
I was never upset at you for anything you did.
The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, ‘it’s because he loves me.’
I miss the times when you were still young around me.
I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me.

My World Shattered.  I hated the person who only lived for me .
I cried for My Mother, I didn’t know of any way that will make up for my worst deeds…

Moral:
Always respect your parents, don’t ignore and under estimate their sacrifices.
They give us life, they raise us better than they had been,
they give and keep doing their best to give better than they ever had.
They never wish unwell for their kids even in their wildest dreams.
They always want to show the right path and being a motivator.
Parents give up all for kids, forgive all mistakes made by kids.
There is no way to repay what they have done for kids, all we can do is to
do our best to give what they need and it is just time, love and respect.

Who fed me from her gentle breast
And hushed me in her arms to rest,
And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?
My Mother.
~Anne Taylor

Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.
~George Cooper

Thank you mother, I love you.

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