A very touching story.

My mom had only one eye.

I hated her. She was such an embarrassment.

She was cooking for the students and teachers at my school to be able to eat.

There was this one day during elementary school where my mother came to say hello to me.

I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me?

I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out.

The next day at school, one of my classmates said : EEHH, your mom has only one eye!

I only wanted to bury myself. I also wanted her to DISAPPEAR., my kids

So I confronted her that day and said:if you’re only gonna make me a laughing stock, WHY DON’T YOU JUST DIE!!!?

My mother did  not respond…

I didn’t even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger.

I was oblivious to her feelings.

I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her.

So I studied real hard, got a chance to go to Singapore to study.

Then I got married.

I bought a house of my own.

I had kids of my own.

I was happy with my life, my kids and my comfort.

Then one day, my mother came to visit me.

She hadn’t see me in years and she didn’t even meet her grandchildren.

When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited.

I screamed at her : HOW DARE YOU COME TO MY HOUSE AND SCARE MY CHILDREN! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!!

And to this, my mother answered quietly : Oh, I’m sorry, I may have gotten the wrong address. And she disappeared out of sight.

One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house in Singapore.

So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip.

After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity. My neighbors said that she died.

I didn’t shed a single tear.

They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have.My dearest son, I think of you all the time. I’m sorry that I came to Singapore and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I’m sorry that I am a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up. You see… when you were very little, you got into an accident, and you lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn’t stand looking you growing up with only one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye, with my love to you.

Your mother

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  • jaques on Jul 3, 2009

    really touching story it was of very high quality

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