story on: Story On "a child who longs to mother"

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Story On "a child who longs to mother"

Four years ago, the accident has claimed the people whom I love, I often wondered about the circumstances of my wife is now in the heavenly realm, well are they? He must have been very sad because her husband had left a lady who was not able to take care of the home and a child who is still so small. That's how I feel, because I've felt that I had failed, can not meet physical and spiritual needs of my child, and failed to become a father and mother to my children. One day, there are important matters at work, I had to immediately go to the office, my son was still asleep. Ohhh I have to provide a meal for him.
Because there is still a little rice, so I fry eggs for her to eat. After telling my son who was still sleepy, and then I rushed went to work. I lead a double role, makes my energy completely drained. One day when I came home from work I was very tired, after working all day. Only glimpse I hugged and kissed my son, I went straight into the bedroom, and skip dinner.
However, when I lay down to bed with the intention to eliminate fatigue nap, suddenly I felt something was broken and spilled liquids such as warm! I opened the blanket and ..... that's where the source of the problem ... a broken bowl with instant noodles are a mess on the sheets and blankets! Oh ... God! I was so upset, I took a clothes hanger and immediately showered my son who was happily playing with his toys, with punches! She just cried, not asking for mercy at all, he just gave a brief explanation:
"Dad, I was hungry and had no leftover rice. But the father has not come home, so I want to cook instant noodles. I remember, my father once told not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the water machine and use hot water to cook the noodles. One for dad and one for me. Because I'm afraid of noodles would be cool, so I kept it under the blanket to keep it warm until my father home. But I forgot to remind my father because I was playing with my toys, I'm sorry, dad ... "
Instantly, tears started streaming down my cheeks, but, I do not want my son see his dad crying so I ran to the bathroom to turn on the shower and crying in the bathroom to cover the sound of my tears. After a while, I approached my son, hugged her tightly and gave her medication for an injury severe wound in his ass, then I persuaded him to sleep. Then I clean up spilled noodles on a bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw my son was crying, not because of a pain in the ass, but because he was looking at his beloved mother's photo.
One year passed since the incident, I tried, in this period, to focus attention by giving him the love of a father and a mother's love and attention to all their needs. Imperceptibly, my son was seven years old, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave the bad memories of his childhood and he's grown up to be happy.
However, recently, I've hit my son again, I am truly sorry. Kindergarten teacher called me and told me that my son was absent from school. I came home early from work, I hope he can explain. But he was not at home, I went looking around our house, calling out his name and eventually found himself in a stationery store, was playing computer games with joy. I was angry, took it home and showered him with blows. He was silent and then said,
"I'm sorry, daddy".
After a long time I investigated, it turned out he was absent from the show "talent show" organized by the school, because the students are invited to his mother. And that's the reason for his absence because he had no mother. A few days after the judgment with strokes of the cane, my son came home to tell me, that school's started to be taught how to read and write. Since then, my son more locked himself in his room to practice writing, I'm sure, if my wife was there and saw it he will feel proud, of course, he makes me proud too! Time passes by so quickly, one year has passed. But gosh, my son made ​​the problem again.
When I'm completion of work in the last days of work, suddenly the post office called. Because mail delivery is experiencing its peak, the mailman also busy-busy, their mood became less good. They called me with rage, to tell me that my son had sent several letters with no address. Although I had promised never to hit my son again, but I could not resist the temptation to hit him again, because I feel that this child is completely outrageous. But once again, as before, he apologized:
"Sorry, Dad". No extra one word to explain the reason to do that.
After that I went to the post office to pick up the letters without the address of the home. When I got home, I was pushing my son angrily questioned him into the corner, let alone this ridiculous act? What's in his head? The answer, in the middle of the sob-cry, is: "The letters to mother .....". Suddenly my eyes filled with tears. .... but I try to control your emotions and continued to ask him: "But why do you post so many letters, at the same time?"
My answer was: "I have written a letter for the mother for a long time, but every time I want to reach out to the mailbox, too high for me, so I can not post my letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach the box and I sent it all at once ". After hearing this explanation, I'm lost for words, I'm confused, do not know what I should do, and what should I say. I said to my son, "Son, mom is in heaven, so to
furthermore, if you want to write something for mom, enough to burn the letter then the letter will come to mommy. Upon hearing this, my son became more calm, and soon after that, he was able to sleep well. I promise I will burn the letters on his behalf, so I brought the letters outside, but .... I'm so curious to not open the letter before they turn into ashes.
And any of the contents of his letters breaking my heart which read: 'Dear mother', I miss you so much! Today, there is an event 'Talent Show' in school, and invites all mothers to be present at the show. But you're not there, so I do not want to attend as well. I did not tell Dad about it because I was afraid my father would start to cry and miss again. When it was to hide the sadness, I sat in diapan computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad goes around looking for me, after my father found me angry, and I can only keep quiet, dad hit me, but I did not tell the real reason. Mother, every day I see my father miss you, every time he thought of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room. I think we both really, really miss you. Too heavy for both of us. But Mom, I'm starting to forget your face. Can the mother appeared in my dream so I can see your face and remember you? My friend said if you fall asleep with the photograph that you have been watching, then you will see the person in your dreams. But mom, why do you never show up?
After reading that letter, my tears could not stop because I could never replace the irreplaceable gap left by my wife since

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  1. Thank you for the interesting article and pictures. Hopefully be an inspiration for us all. 

  2. Great article ♥
    Great Day :)

  3. Wonderful post sweetie,
    Very interesting :)
    I hope you have an amazing bank holiday weekend!
    We've finally got amazing weather - haha!
    Thank you for your very sweet comment on my blog,
    Speak soon,
    Lots of love
    Kate xo

    1. thanks honey for visit back and reading in the blog

  4. Thank you for visiting my blog gan...

  5. Thanks for stopping by my blog. I was impressed by the story you've written.Greetings.

  6. Salam kenal mas.
    Blog yang menarik mas..
    ditunggu kunjungan baliknya ya..hehe


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