My mom 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 mom 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
mom only has one eye!”
I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my
mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, “If you’re
only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don’t you just die?”
My
mom 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 out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad 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, my kids and the comforts. 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, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. 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 died. I did not shed a single tear. They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.
“My dearest son,
I think of you all the time. I’m sorry that I came to your house 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 all my love to you,
Your mother.”
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