Mom... the woman I relegated but never let go of me.✨

My mother... was a Mum single since I was only 31.

The day my father left suddenly from sleep.

Mother and two children left to live.

I have no idea how heavy this big burden is for a woman.

Mom works as a teacher. The school is far from home.

For more than 100 kilometers, my childhood image was of my mother riding a motorcycle, picking me up with my brother at school, wet clothes.

No one knows how tired I am...

Later, Mom bought a used car.

But the condition is very old. It needs to be fixed almost every month.

One time... the wheel slipped in the middle of the way.

Many times... the extinguisher is in the middle of the road.

But I still go to work every day. I never complain.

In my childhood, I was not very close to my mother.

Mother doesn't have time to raise us, likes to scold, likes to hit

And the school holidays often send us to live with Grandma

Admit there was a moment... I "hated mom."

Because it feels like my mother doesn't need me and my brother.

We don't talk much because every time we talk,

I often have discouraging words. I like to dictate life.

So my brother and I didn't tell her anything.

Our house is not a "safe zone" like other people's houses.

And then another great loss...

The younger brother died in an accident.

I was so sorry I was so depressed.

I knew you'd be hurt not to have a good time with your brother when he was alive.

I'm sorry... because we never had a good moment with you.

Now our family of four, only two are me and my mother.

But we still quarrel

She said I wasn't going to take it. I was stubborn.

Until... I lost my job.

Do you know... who is the first person to text me every day?

And that person is.... Mom

She said, "Don't stress." Encourage, give, give, give, give.

And try to reach a friend. Give me a job.

But since it didn't get a job, I had to make money on what I thought I could make before I sold it.

And the first order... I bought it.

Mom came to watch my life from start to finish.

I smiled and laughed, but held back my tears.

But the day my tears flowed non-stop... was the day the money slip bounced in that someone had transferred the money to and that person was the mother... The mother sent a message saying

"Afraid of children without money to eat"

I cried so badly because I felt so guilty about myself.

37 years... I still have to take care of this baby.

I wanted him to be proud of me, that I could take care of myself.

But the truth is... she never let go of my hand.

In retrospect, I used to focus on what my mother hurt me.

Until forgetting to see that what my mother did... was love in his own way

I'm not rich. I wasn't born on a pile of money.

I was a farmer, a normal teacher who raised two children herself.

Speaking hard, scolding, force can be caused by huge pressure.

But what I've always given is "supporting" that never goes away.

I used to think you didn't love me.

But the truth is... even if I'm not good at talking, not very expressive.

I love you, and thank you for never letting go of my hand.

Mom... is the only person on earth who, despite my relegation, never turned my back on me. 💙

# Human mother # Mother's Day