A mother’s love

A war broke out, a young husband followed his heart,  joined the military and sacrificed his life leaving behind his wife and kids. Life postwar was very hard, often with not enough food to eat. Still young and beautiful, the wife refused to remarry and dedicated her entire life to raising her kids with the best possible care and education.

An opportunity came, the first son immigrated to America, studied hard and became an Engineer having a good life. He sent home letters often, together with much money for his mother to use.  However, Christmas after Christmas, New Year after New Year, with the many excuses, the son still didn’t travel home to visit his mother.

When his mother died, he returned home and organized a big funeral but people did not see him shed a tear. The mother left behind a chest which she always placed at the top of her bed and during the funeral, the son opened the chest, it was full of $100 dollar bills and a piece of paper. In it read, “Son, I don’t spend too much money. I miss you a lot. Every time I hear a motorcycle or a car pass by, I run out the door but it wasn’t my son. I saved this money for you in case you get sick.” He burst into tears, sobbed, ran and embraced his mother’s coffin and screamed hysterically, “Mom! Mom!” Everyone looked at each other and looked at the son and his mother’s coffin.

A famous quote says,”God cannot be everywhere and therefore he made mothers”. At present, when the world is going selfish, if there is anything that would be unchanged and pure forever, that is nothing but the intensity of a mother’s love. She is the one who never expects anything in return when showing her love and she is the one serves us sweetness keeping anything bitter in her her heart.

Let’s keep her smiling and happy every second, every minute and every day.

 

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