[this is not about me]
TOUCHING STORY...
My mum only had one eye. I
hated her. She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for
teachers&students to support the family.
There was this one day during elementary school where my mum came
to say hello to me.
I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?
I ignored her threw a hateful look&ran out.
The next day at school one of my classmates said "EEEE, your
mum has one eye!"
I wanted to bury myself. I just wanted my mum to 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 mum didn't respond.
I didn't even stop to think for a second what I have said,
because I was full of anger.
I was oblivious to her feelings.
I wanted out of that house and nothing to do with her.
So I studied real hard, got a chance to abroad to study.
Then, I got married, 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,
&iyelled at her for coming over uninvited and iscreamed at
her "HOW DARE YOU COME TO MY HOUSE AND SCARE MY CHILDREN!
GET OUT! NOW!!!"
And to this, my mother quickly answered, "Oh I'm sorry;
imay have forgotten 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 to 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."
the son
got into tears, but it was too late.
MORAL OF
THE STORY:
Never
neglect your MUM, Because she is a blessing. One day you will cry
when she will be gone.
Fave
this if you love your mum;♥
Comment her name if you're proud of her:)♥
this actually made me cry:'(