A miracle called Mother
Remember, when you were born you were the best friend for your mother and your mother was best friend for you. Then you replace her with your kindergarten buddies, then with your primary school teacher, then you get a new female friend in 3rd grade and she becomes your best friend. You have a crush in your high school and even she becomes your best friend for some time. Then it is your girlfriend, then your wife and then your children. However, for your mother you are still her best friend. We remove her from that designation of best friend but she never removed you from her list.
Remember the times when you were worried about something and you were crying in your own room, your mother overheard your cries. She comes over to you and tries to console you, but instead you ask her to leave you alone. She goes back to her room, tears filling her eyes, which you never see. You know, she isn’t crying because you have been rude to her. She is crying because she could not help her own baby when he/she needed her.
Your mother knows each time you have something in your mind, even when you don’t tell her. She just doesn’t know what is in your mind. And believe me, all the problems that we carry in our minds when we are in our youth would be solved if you tell your mother about them. They are far more experienced then you are at that time. You would save yourself from so many sleepless nights if you could share your problems with your mother. The problem is we do not realize it until it’s too late. And then there is no turning around. At least I know what to do now. I hope you can also be a friend to your mother in her coming years, if not the best friend.
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