Just a short story to share..
My mom only had one eye. I hated her... She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students & teachers to support the family. There was this one day during elementary school when my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.The next day at school one of my classmates said, 'EEEE, your mom only has one eye!'I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, 'If you're only going to make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?'
My mom did not respond... I didn't even stop to think for a second what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings. I wanted her out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard and got a chance to go abroad to study.Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own.I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts. Then one day, my mother came to visit me. She hadn't seen me in years and she had not even met her grandchildren.When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled ather for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, 'How dare you come tomy house and scare my children!' GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!'And to this, my mother quietly answered, 'Oh, I'm so sorry I might have come to the wrong address and she disappeared out of sight.
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to our old shack just out of curiosity.. Myneighbors said that my mother had died. I did not shed a single tear.They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have when she had come to visit me.
"My dearest son, I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the school reunion. But I may not be able to even getout of bed to see you or maybe see you again. I'm sorry that I was such a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up.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 one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with one of my eyes.With all my love to you, Your Mother.
Mothers, are the only reason that we are living in this world, to make friends, to share happiness, to shed tears with your loved ones, to live our lives to the fullness and never ending stories that we might not be able to experience if we never existed.
They only hope the best for us. I had my disobedient moments, where I shouted at mom, make her sad... but later on i realised, no matter how bad i screw things up, she was the one who stood beside me, supported me with all her heart silently. There are moments that you might be mad at your own mother, maybe for being bias to you compared to your siblings.. or maybe didnt give you what you wanted or.. what so ever..but as lives moves on, you'll realise.. how they actually loved us..
My mom only had one eye. I hated her... She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students & teachers to support the family. There was this one day during elementary school when my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.The next day at school one of my classmates said, 'EEEE, your mom only has one eye!'I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, 'If you're only going to make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?'
My mom did not respond... I didn't even stop to think for a second what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings. I wanted her out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard and got a chance to go abroad to study.Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own.I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts. Then one day, my mother came to visit me. She hadn't seen me in years and she had not even met her grandchildren.When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled ather for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, 'How dare you come tomy house and scare my children!' GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!'And to this, my mother quietly answered, 'Oh, I'm so sorry I might have come to the wrong address and she disappeared out of sight.
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went to our old shack just out of curiosity.. Myneighbors said that my mother had died. I did not shed a single tear.They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have when she had come to visit me.
"My dearest son, I think of you all the time. I'm sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the school reunion. But I may not be able to even getout of bed to see you or maybe see you again. I'm sorry that I was such a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up.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 one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with one of my eyes.With all my love to you, Your Mother.
Mothers, are the only reason that we are living in this world, to make friends, to share happiness, to shed tears with your loved ones, to live our lives to the fullness and never ending stories that we might not be able to experience if we never existed.
They only hope the best for us. I had my disobedient moments, where I shouted at mom, make her sad... but later on i realised, no matter how bad i screw things up, she was the one who stood beside me, supported me with all her heart silently. There are moments that you might be mad at your own mother, maybe for being bias to you compared to your siblings.. or maybe didnt give you what you wanted or.. what so ever..but as lives moves on, you'll realise.. how they actually loved us..
A Mother's love is something that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotionand of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish and enduring come
what may For nothing can destroy it or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendoured miracleman cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence of God's tender guiding hand.
Helen Steiner Rice
Mom, Im sorry. And I love you.
