*sees dog while in the car*
*turns around in seat to watch dog until its out of sight*
My mother only had one eye. I hated her… she was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students and teachers to support the family. There was this one day during elementary school where my mother came to say hello to me… I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?! I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school one of my classmates said: “EEEE, your mum only has one eye!” I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mother to just disappear. So I confronted her that day and said: “If you’re only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don’t you just die?” My mother did not respond! I didn’t even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings… I wanted to get out of that house… So I studied real hard, got a chance to go to Singapore to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life Then one day, 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. I screamed at her: “How dare you come to my house and scare my children!” “GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!” And to this, my mother quietly answered: “Oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten 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 on a business trip… After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity!!!. My neighbors said that she… Had died! I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have… “My beloved son, I think of you all the time… I’m sorry that I came to Singapore 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 my love to you… …Your mother.”
jay-cruz:
melodeezyfbaby:
Imagine how he must feel…
That was my first thought when I found out she passed away…
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Sometimes I think crying is the only best way I can solve my problems. When I cry I think my most deepest thought. I have many thoughts that go through my mind when I cry. I’m not afraid to cry, it might show I’m weak to others, but I know myself that I’m strong. I didn’t cry because they hurt me with their criticizing words, I cried because of something else, so I could careless. Crying is the healthiest form of satisfaction. It’s free, availabe on the daily, and completely natural. Although some people look at it as a weakness, it should be seen as strength. A tear signifies your emotions physically, just as strength is a form of power showed through action. Crying is like lessening the weight of the boalders holding your shoulders down. To me, it makes me feel confident knowing that I didn’t hold back this time. Crying makes me feel satisifed that I’ve finally allowed myself to feel comfortable in my own troubles, to finally realize that I’ve accepted them and I’m ready to face them headstrong. I don’t care if people see me cry. I won’t hide my tears any longer because after so long, it accumulates weight that holds me back from living the life I want. My tears are like my bestfriend because they know what I’m going through, they understand, and they’re there to always accompany me in times of need.
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Call me Jenny! :)Here are my thoughts, dreams, tears, here’s my life in words.
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