Have you read the "embarassing" message a Mum left her son on facebook? This particular line touched me; "I'm your mommy! I gave birth to you. Well actually, I didn't quite give birth, I had to have a C-section to get you out - big scar and hurt like hell - but that's OK... I haven't heard from you in a while and thought maybe you forgot about me? Remember all the times I've been there for you in the last 18 years of your life? I'd appreciate a quick phone call every once in a while."
It's so easy to be oblivious to or ignorant of the love, sacrifices and pain (some of) our parents have happily endured for us.
In fact it's only when you become an adult, old enough to be a parent that you begin to grasp just a bit of the magnitude. And when you do finally become a parent, then it's an Aha moment. It's then you finally fully grasp it. The magnitude of that love.
And because some of us still just don't get it, it's easy for us to take it for granted, especially when you're a lot younger. Remember the story about the old man that took his phone to the repair shop because his phone wasn't working? The repair man said "but sir, there's nothing wrong with your phone". Looking at the phone, befuddled, the man asks; "so why don't my children call me?"
Isn't that very heartbreaking? I have an unusually close relationship with my parents so I talk to them, like, all the time. But there are times my mum calls and perhaps I'm having a bad day, perhaps I was hoping it was one yeye boy or bae calling, perhaps I'd been expecting a call to green-light something, and then I look at the caller ID and see mummy and I answer, severe irritation evident in my voice, probably because I've answered a sigh, or with such an unenthusiastic tone to (deliberately) convey my displeasure at being disturbed...
And some times my darling mother on hearing the tone of my voice would begin with an apologetic "I'm sorry, I know I'm disturbing you, I just called to ask if....". Other times, hurt and irritated by my irritation, she'll talk coldly and make the call super brief, (seeing as I'm disturbing you). LOL. I'm sorry mummy!
And you know what's truly is sad is most times she's actually calling to ask if I want or need something. To ask if she should make me afang or egusi, or if I need to talk about something, or if I've gotten that call I've been expecting...
Parents, some parents, are just so amazing and I feel like some times we don't give them the due appreciation and gratitude.
Ps; I said "some" parents because not all parents are great, not all are good, not all deserve to be parents... But for those simply beautiful ones, I'm shouting out to you.
What kind of parents do you have? What is/was your relationship with them like? What's your greatest regret or pride when you think about your parents. Do share.