Hi frenz..I wanna share to you the sad story about a mother who love and care about her son although she do her life sacrifice just for her only son..I hope this story can give a lesson to us. If you still have a parents, please love them and take care them same like they love and take care to us..
This is the story begin...
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My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such
an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected
little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we needed, she was
such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school, I
remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How
could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day
at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me.
I wished that my mom would just disappear from this
world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?!
You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?"
My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it
felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time.
Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but
I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night... I woke up, and went to the kitchen to
get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was
afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away.
Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching
at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying
out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become
successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and
came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all
the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I
had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here
because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when
someone unexpected came to see me. "What?! Who's this?!"... It was
my mother... Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling
apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know
you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How
dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! 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. Thank
goodness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself
that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me... One day, a
letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying
that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the
old shack, that I used to call a house... just out of curiosity there, I
found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear.
She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.
She wrote:
My son... I think my life has been long enough now.
And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I
wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so
glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to
the school... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an
embarrassment for you.
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 only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my
son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I
was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were
angry with me, I thought to myself, "it's because he loves me." I
miss the times when you were still young around me.
I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world
to me.
My world shattered!!! Then I cried for the person
who lived for me... My Mother..
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