|...AND SO I OPTED NOT TO GREET YOU A HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY (standard:Inspirational stories, 851 words)|
|Author: azzir1||Added: May 23 2012||Views/Reads: 1272/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Mother knows best an old adage Ive been hearing since I was in preschool.|
Mother knows best an old adage I've been hearing since I was in preschool. In school, we taught that mothers are the light of the house. And they have an extreme role because they do household chores and taking care of the kids. They do the budgeting as to suffice family's needs. And when problem strikes, they are always there to support their husbands. Indeed, mothers possess these traits which include humility, perseverance, obedience, forgiving quality, kind heartedness and a loving heart. As to my case, honestly though, I never had such ultimate affection towards my mom. Probably because she never supported me that much during my elementary and high school days. Whenever there was a school meeting, she rarely joined. Whenever I participated in a contest, she was not present during competitions. And instead of encouraging me to be the best of what I can be, I could feel that she often supported my older sister instead. Favouritism, I lamented! My appreciation for her became worse when I was sent to school, miles away from my family. It was when I pursued my college degree. Since I was very far from home, I took care of myself alone when I was sick, and I encouraged and comfort myself when I was down. I acted a mother on my own self. I could not even feel the caress of her motherhood. Whenever mother's day strikes at the month of May, I could not feel the longing and the love that others have felt towards their moms. How awkward it would be if I would greet her in an insincere way. So I opted not to. After earning a bachelor's degree, I got a job and was assigned in the place where my hometown was just quite near. I was back in my home again. But with my independent attitude, I opted to rent a house of my own. I felt like living all by myself, deciding on my own, and going through life's journey without taking into account my family's consent. I enjoyed life to the fullest, sending some cash to my siblings, and doing the best of what I could offer to my work. Things have ultimately changed. I realized that my current work is not the work I dreamt of having in the future. I wanted to be of service to others. I wanted to help the people. Thus, I enrolled in law school. I became exhausted in my work, and decided to give up the lucrative career I currently have. My family did not support me on my decision but never did I expect my mom to be the person to support me instead to give up the lucrative career and find a job that's not so time-demanding so that I can continue my law school, a job that will not compromise my health and safety. For the very first time of my life, I have never felt such gratitude to God for giving me my mom. I thought of having her as the only person who supported me on my decision. I have felt more of her love when during my unemployment stage, she never missed to message me of her inspiring words for me to go through life's challenges. She messaged me day and late at night just to assure if I am okay. Then, I realized of how fool I was to be blinded by my anger, that I missed to appreciate the details of how she sacrificed herself because of her love to me. I failed her consistent effort on waking up early in the morning to prepare a breakfast and how she stayed late in the evening to assure that our uniforms were well compressed. Also, I tend to underestimate how she helped dad by working as a cook to suffice me and my siblings' basic needs. And that I regret so much. During my glorious, lucrative days, instead of giving her gifts, I tend to forgot her. No matter how I wept, time won't go back, nothing will happen. Through up especially in my down moments, she's always there. She's there to catch me when I'm about to fall. Before, I disregard the idea that at any time, her warm embrace is always ready to comfort me. And I comprehend that no matter how strict moms can be, they still inherent the quality of being a mother kind, generous, humble, helpful, loving and sincere. Thus, to the upcoming victory of life, I now know where to offer it. To my mom whom I failed to greet a happy mother's day for so many years, whom I thought never cared of me, whom I soon realized that she is what I've got, my number one fan and my greatest mentor. My mom, whose eyes abound with love, and whose smile encourages me to never give up and to soar the highest peak possible. To all mothers in the world, we are so fortunate to have you at all times in our life. May your goodness shine fort. You deserve a resounding, infinite applause. Tweet
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