With the
mother's day spirit wafting the air, there are some of us whisked into the
melancholy of not really knowing or feeling exactly what is the fuss about.
I watch solemnly out of the window and watch as a mother holds her daughter's hand as they stride to the shop. The daughter swings her mother's hand as they share a very interesting story telling from the look on her mother's face.
I watch solemnly out of the window and watch as a mother holds her daughter's hand as they stride to the shop. The daughter swings her mother's hand as they share a very interesting story telling from the look on her mother's face.
The scene
took me back years when I was about the girl's age and I could not recall ever
going anywhere with my mother neither to the shops nor to visit a neighbour.
Most of the times she would shove me away and say that she does not want me
disturbing her or she was going to a place not encouraged for babies like me.
By the age of 10, I got used to the idea and did not bother trying to get my
mother's attention anymore.
I was not
exactly a bad kid, in fact I was an excellent student in class, always top of
my class and was good in the co-curricular activities as well.However, I could
not understand the distance between my mother and I. Every moment I had, I made
sure I would come out the best just to get my mother's attention and approval.
Things
did not exactly go as expected even with the good grades and everything, I
guess she was used to having a bright child and anyway it saved her a lot of
money because I ended up getting a scholarship all the way to high school.
There are
times I would simply wish for her to show a little concern. I wanted to do some
of the things with her; go shopping, visiting the city, cook.
Eventually,
things got all messy when my sister got pregnant out of marriage, all her
anguish and stale mood fell on me. Our relationship was tarnished never to be
recovered. I stopped seeking her approval and stop wishing for a more concerned
parent. She was as hard as a rock even in the worst of situations like
sickness, nothing moved her to care.
One day I
knelt down and said this special prayer, God I know I am not perfect but please
let me have a heart to love my child and to show him/her the care and concern
that I see in other mothers' eyes because with that I will get the true
satisfaction that I have seek all my life. I promise to always love my child! Amen!
As the rest of the world celebrates Happy Mother's Day, I think of my child who is yet to be born or conceived but I promise to love him/her and give
him/her the support I never received.

Sweetheart, I had no idea.
ReplyDeleteNow I just feel awful for having gone MIA.
Where or How do i repair our friendship?
It happens love to some of the people you least expect!
ReplyDeleteHi there! :)
ReplyDeleteThis is really touching and I do understand you to some extent, because not all daughters have great relationships with their moms. In fact, you'd be surprised at how many daughters cannot stand their moms, but will not say so, because it is not 'acceptable' to speak ill of your mom.
That said, I hope you do know that all mothers love their children; but not all mothers know how to show this love.
When you get your own child, you will understand that no mother could ever not feel affection for their child. And I speak as a mother.
This is very honest and you got to be really brave to bear your soul in this manner. I'm proud of you and I know you'll make a great mom!!!
Love!!!!