These days I find inexplicably craving for food that tasted my childhood. Because it reminds me of a childhood, warmth in the arms of her mother. Or because they are very good, very informative, very cheap?
Remember those days, she always did everything to my sister is older, healthier, than people. But the big event occurred. Mother had discarded the whole family to come with a man. Perhaps because she was tired of living with a single hard. Mother crave a man to rely on. I want to become a gentle woman who is loving, caring, and babble afternoon. And she could have endured our sisters? I do not hope to our sisters again? Or maybe a woman dead husband and marry a new man, after over ten years of living alone is a very ordinary job in society. So the mother has developed a new family of their own. And I was outside of the excess material that's today. Suddenly I lost a loving mother, caring, and put many expectations on me. I also lost a whole family. The assets of my family at risk of losing it all. My life was falling into hell in both material and spiritual.
But I'm not surrender and accept their fate. I have steadfastly fought tirelessly to achieve some legal rights, and legitimacy of myself. I tried using 300% effort to get ahead in life. I've read a lot of books in the library, to find the path of their own success. I was thinking, learning to be a good person in society. And I succeeded. Now I have my own house, own car, there is a business establishment that so many people dream of. I have money, social status, and there are people who are always ready to serve you. But what I still missing is the love of family. Because the family still hurt me deeply. I was very rich, but I'm not really happy. Because even though my mother was divorced with her new husband. But mother forever is no longer my mother once again. Soul, personality and wisdom of the ancient mother was very much different. Me was no longer my mother since she decided walk away. However, in the depth of my soul. I still loved her. Who gave birth to me, raised me into a person.
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
Remember those days, she always did everything to my sister is older, healthier, than people. But the big event occurred. Mother had discarded the whole family to come with a man. Perhaps because she was tired of living with a single hard. Mother crave a man to rely on. I want to become a gentle woman who is loving, caring, and babble afternoon. And she could have endured our sisters? I do not hope to our sisters again? Or maybe a woman dead husband and marry a new man, after over ten years of living alone is a very ordinary job in society. So the mother has developed a new family of their own. And I was outside of the excess material that's today. Suddenly I lost a loving mother, caring, and put many expectations on me. I also lost a whole family. The assets of my family at risk of losing it all. My life was falling into hell in both material and spiritual.
But I'm not surrender and accept their fate. I have steadfastly fought tirelessly to achieve some legal rights, and legitimacy of myself. I tried using 300% effort to get ahead in life. I've read a lot of books in the library, to find the path of their own success. I was thinking, learning to be a good person in society. And I succeeded. Now I have my own house, own car, there is a business establishment that so many people dream of. I have money, social status, and there are people who are always ready to serve you. But what I still missing is the love of family. Because the family still hurt me deeply. I was very rich, but I'm not really happy. Because even though my mother was divorced with her new husband. But mother forever is no longer my mother once again. Soul, personality and wisdom of the ancient mother was very much different. Me was no longer my mother since she decided walk away. However, in the depth of my soul. I still loved her. Who gave birth to me, raised me into a person.
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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