[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:'(
PrincessTee