A Mother’s Love
By: Joanne Christine
Mocay
When I was just a kid, I washed the dishes if my mother would
give money. I am very happy when she gives me money but if not, I get tantrums
and never talked to her for one day. I also remember when I volunteered to wash
our clothes for me to be able to play afterwards with my neighbors and friends.
My mother always told me that I’ll be back home after 4 o’clock in the
afternoon and do not go on faraway places because I might be lost.
Often
times I do a lot of things and didn’t even notice that those clothes I thought
I washed are not that clean that is why my mom washed it again without telling
me in order for me not to be hurt. What I just knew then was, I helped my
mother on some of the household chores which made me happy and feel useful and
generous in some way. At the same time, I can play with my friends outside the
house and do anything I want. Every time I get wounded due to playing, my
mother was my doctor. She picks up green leaves in our backyard, scratch it on
a stone and apply it on my wound which makes me feel better. A lollipop can
stop me from crying and a simple hug from her will keep me still and calm. My
mother always told me that if we commit mistakes and they get angry, it doesn’t
mean that they don’t love us but it’s the vice versa. They get mad for the
thing we did but not to us who did it. It was like the saying from the bible
which states that, “God hates the sins but not the sinners.” It was just a
lesson for children not to repeat the bad thing they did.
As
I grew older I noticed that parents do not whip anymore their children when
they have mistaken or sins because according to them, we are now old to be
punished and we already know what is good and what is bad unlike when we were
still young and innocent. Sometimes I also ask myself, can I live without her?
My answer is always no. We need love- not only an intimate one but especially a
mother’s love. Do we love our parents? Of course we do that is why we should
not waste our time with useless things instead, give a time to thank them for
existing in this world and giving us a beautiful life. Always remember, things
pass by but a mother’s love lasts forever.
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