When you were a kid…
“Mom, when I grow up I will take care of you.”
“Thank you, my angel.”
When you were a teenager…
“Mom! will you stop it. You’re embarrassing me”
“I though it would help you. I’m sorry my child.”
When you were studying…
“Mom! I’m tired. I need to take a rest.”
“Yes. Take a rest my child. I will do it myself.”
Now that you are miles away from her…
“Mom, I miss you so much.”
“I miss you more, my angel.”
When was the last time you do good for your mother? As a child, we are busy driving our lives that we seldom remember the woman who did nothing but to love us. We seldom made plans with her. We seldom acknowledged her in times of our accomplishments. But she? There’s no second that she never thought of us. How are we doing? Are we good? Did we eat our lunch? She even go to the mall to buy new clothes not for herself but for us.
I remember the time when our family status was in a very bad condition – my father was kicked on his job, my mother couldn’t find a job either. We had nothing left even a single penny. My mother went at the backyard and harvest potato sprout for us to have a lunch.
Since we hadn’t taken our breakfast, all of us were starving. My brother wanted to eat more of potato sprout but there’s nothing left in the table. My mother said she was full and gave what she had to my brother. I was in tears after realizing that my mother hadn’t eaten anything yet. That afternoon, I can feel that she was so starving but she didn’t said single word about it. She went to her room. I followed her. But just before I open the door, I heard her crying. I hate her when she hides the pain she feels. My heart was breaking. Then, I realized that I was too busy driving my own life that I forgotten that she was never been busy for us. I was so selfish and rude! But, she is always selfless and kind.
From that very moment, I promised myself to love her in every day of my life.
We hate it when our mother nags us. We hate it when our mother over reacts in front of our friends. We hate it when our mother interfere our privacy. We hate it when our mother do not let us attend the party. But, have you loved your mother for taking you in her womb for nine months? Have you loved your mother for taking care of you everyday? Have you loved your mother for preparing your breakfast, lunch and dinner? Have you loved your mother for giving you a birthday blast when you were seven? Have you loved your mother for sacrificing her own happiness for your own happiness? Have you loved you mother for working 24/7 for your school allowance that you will just spend for nothing? Have you loved your mother for loving you? Think about it.