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Thursday, December 13, 2012

My mom...

As a teenager, I was always finding faults with my mother.
While my father was a hero, my mom always seemed to be the one who got in my way.

I remember those days when I pushed aside her food claiming it to be horrible. The times I have huffed and puffed if she was even a tad late to pick me up from school.. The days when I never entered the kitchen to help her..the times that I shrugged away her hugs...
I remember her silently enduring every blame that I threw her way.

Today I am married and in a new world. Now, I have to cook on my own for me and my husband. I have to press my own clothes.
Even if I get a single criticism on my food after slogging in the kitchen for hours, I would throttle my husband's neck (or starve him to death).

All those years, the efforts she put to make me comfortable, make me happy.. All those years that I never thanked her for...It haunts me even now after 10 years of marriage.

Today I adore her for being there for me.. for being an epitome of patience....for loving me the way no one else in this world would or could...

I guess it requires you to move far away from your home to truly appreciate the value of your mom.

XXOO

4 comments:

  1. Hey, you got great contents...I super love reading your blog.

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  2. Thank you very much :) .. I enjoyed the photographs on your blog.. They are lovely!

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  3. very nice remembrance post! :-)
    i can empathize, though not as much as you've troubled your mom! ;-)

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    1. yes reNUka, as the only child at home, my teenage years were truly a nightmare for my parents. But then, as they say "The Acorn doesn't fall far from the tree!" :D

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