It was Mother’s Day, and yet, he didn’t have his mother with him. She was already resting in peace (RIP).
He uploaded photos of him and his mother, with the hope that doing so will ease his pain of a motherless Mother’s Day.
The photo captured a perfect moment, once upon a time : his mother was sitting on the floor, wearing a dress, and she was accompanying a little bundle of life, whose wide eyes and innocent-looking face were staring back at the candid camera. That little bundle of life was him when he was just a baby.
The body language of his mother was clear : she loved him and thus was accompanying him during Play Time. She wasn’t a negligent mother who doesn’t care about the needs of her son. Instead, she was every bit concerned.
On to the present, the son was a grown man serving in the army. It hurt him that Mother couldn’t be with him and accompany him like she used to – whether it was Play Time or if it was Work Time.
Yet, in an aloof manner, she has left her marks on the mind of her dear child. She has left insights and epiphanies unmatched by any world-class speakers could ever make their marks on his mind. That was her Mother’s Day gift for him. An intangible yet invaluable treasure.
(A short real-life story based on one of my relatives)
Happy (Belated) Mother’s Day for my friends and family !
