Expressing Myself

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 where 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 gonna 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 about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings. I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her.

So I studied real hard, 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 didn’t even meet her Grandchildren.

When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at Her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, ‘How dare you come to my house and scare my  Children!’ GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!’ And to this, my mother quietly answered, ‘Oh, I’m so sorry. I may have got 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 the old shack just out of curiosity.  My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear.
They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.

‘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 reunion.  But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I’m sorry that I was 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 that eye.

With all my love to you,
Your mother.

Remember …

• Always tell someone that you love them because you never know what day will be their last, or your own.
• Always seek to resolve your problems or disagreements with loved ones Because if either of you should pass on before, the one who is left alive will have the rest of their life to ponder those unresolved feelings but will never find closure. And closure usually brings Peace…

PS. Thanks to a friend  “Rizwana Parveen Patel”  for  fowarding this story … ND

Mom’s are always the best and will always be no 1.

Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, “I’m tired, and it’s
getting late. I think I’ll go to bed.” She went to the kitchen to make

sandwiches for the next day’s lunches, rinsed out the popcorn bowls,
took meat out of the freezer for supper the following evening, checked

the cereal box levels, filled the sugar container, put spoons and
bowls on the table and started the coffee pot for brewing the next
morning. She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of
clothes into the wash, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button. She
picked up the game pieces left on the table and put the telephone book

back into the drawer. She watered the plants, emptied a wastebasket
and hung up a towel to dry. She yawned and stretched and headed for
the bedroom. She stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher,
counted out some cash for the field trip, and pulled a textbook out
from hiding under the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend,
addressed and stamped the envelope and wrote a quick note for the
grocery store. She put both near her purse. Mom then washed her face
with 3 in 1 cleanser, put on her Night Solution & age fighting
moisturizer, brushed and flossed her teeth and filed her nails.

Dad called out, “I thought you were going to bed.” “I’m on my way,”she

said.

She put some water into the dog’s dish and put the cat outside, then
made sure the doors were locked. She looked in on each of the kids and

turned out their bedside lamp, hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks

in the hamper, and had a brief conversation with the one up still
doing homework.

In her own room, she set the alarm; laid out clothing for the next
day, straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to her 6
most important things to do list. She said her prayers, and visualized

the accomplishment of her goals.

About that time, Dad turned off the TV and announced to no one in
particular. “I’m going to bed.” And he did…without another thought.

Anything extraordinary here? Wonder why women live longer…? CAUSE
WE(Women) ARE MADE FOR THE LONG HAUL……

PS. Thanks to “Priya (Shweta)” for sending this forward … ND