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It was a quiet afternoon on my way to work. After boarding the bus, I slumped on my seat as I blew out a sigh thinking of the long day ahead. The bus pulled over after traveling a few distance. Then this boy and his mom boarded the bus. His mom put in their fare, the coins jingled, and they picked the seats in front of me. What happened next, I didn't see it coming.
The boy picked up the window seat and he laid down his head on his mother's lap. Then there was just a flashback that reeled in my head. I did the same thing when I was little; I would usually lay flat on the bus and rest on my mom's lap. And believe it or not, after seeing him do that, I was crying a bit. I was wiping my face, and I guess the lady behind me noticed me crying. I don't know what happened.
I guess I was sad. I was sad to face the truth that those days are over. I won't be able to go back to my childhood, the childhood days that I dearly love. And being as a young adult, I guess it's also sad to know that the transition is now happening; at my age, I shouldn't be depending on my mom -- or even dad -- anymore. I am most responsible for my actions. No more asking for allowance, those days are gone.
Halfway to work, I realized that I had to accept this fact. My mom's getting old and she's no longer at the age that would come and play tag. And I also have no more choice but to embrace these days. And I tell myself, I should be thankful for her sacrifice, blood, sweat, tear, patience and love.
I love my mom. I don't say that I love her face to face, but I do love her. And I hope she knows that I love her. I'm pulling myself to say 'I love you, Mom', in person but I just couldn't pull it. She's amazing. She does everything in the house, without bothering to wake me up. Even though it's noon and I'm still asleep, she'd finish every job without asking me for help.
I've never been disappointed with my mom. NEVER. How could I? Why would I? And the least thing that I'd want to happen is for my mom to be disappointed at me. I would never want that to happen. That's why I just swallow my uneasiness at work, where my job is so unpredictable. I don't want my mom or dad to know that I'm having difficulty working.
I know it's painful at first, but sometimes, there's some pain that goes deep and affect me. It would affect me to the point where I tend to be lazy and irresponsible. But nothing is more painful than your parents thinking that they've raised a disappointing son. I'm blessed that I haven't made them disappointed and I'm striving to do my best not to disappoint them in the future. Besides, my pain is nowhere near to the pain that I've caused them. I mean, it was a trip, a journey, a quest -- for the one ring -- for my mom to raise me. *laughs*
Even if there's no apparent big deal about Mother's day, Mom, I still love you.
song of the moment: ORT - Silent Hill
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