Morning....
Every morning, I'm grateful, one day has passed
oh my Lord,
Each time I will sleep, I'm grateful, one day will pass again
oh my Lord,
The more days that I passed, the closer I am to the mother who gave birth to me, the mother who will hug me... back as a precious one and the mother who will wait at the door, crying, hugging, crying, hugging, hugging....embracing me with love....
Every time I'm waking up, I'm dreaming........
Night......
Suddenly I missed my mother, but now I couldn't speak, couldn't hear her soft voice pampering,
It's been three months, I took her to the last place, I left her alone, I didn't want to....but time for her to take an eternal rest,
And, I was crying, for the first time since I left her or She left me, I didn't know, I felt supremely agonizing longing,
smothering,........
It was getting late, I didn't know exactly what time, I've been several times to sleep and have been several times awake, I felt her, smelled her faint scent
I was crying, speaking with her in the silent, begging…begging…begging for a chance, one chance to have her back
Just to say how much I need her, to say sorry for the worst time that we have been through, and to say a words that I've always forgotten “I love you mom”...
I just felt something so precious after I lost it.......
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Other Day...
"please write the story for me, to remembering my mom, " He said
I was freezing, no words were coming out from my mouth, His story made me feel quiet torture
He asked me to write the story about his loss, I was amaze for a second, I felt his loss,
" I'll try," I wanted but doubt at the same time
Finally, I wrote this story, dedicated to my friend who lost his mom 3 months ago, my deepest condolences for your loss...
and I dedicated for all sons and daughters, mother is holding a dove but also tigress, soft but also firm, love with all heart and never hate..
Now I wanna see my mother, spend more time with her, hear her laughing, see her smiling, share my story, and say I love her every day, before it's late, before all turn into regret...
"I love you mom, no doubt".......
Comments
Outie, thanks for reading my blog....(hmmm tumben mampir) I really appreciate
She was in her death bed, unconscious, holding my hand on her soft white hand. She was unconscious but her grip was frim on my hand. She was unconscious, but uttering, "wouldn't you leave me son." I was sitting there, thinking that I could not serve her as she deserved, and now pledging that I would comfort her as much as I can, but I felt the hand holding of which I learned to walk, slipped from my hand. She was asking me not to leave her, but instead she left me, ignoring my pledge to serve her more................That was my mother, remembring her always brings tear in my eyes and softens my heart. May Allah give her eternal peace in the highest place in paradise. Ameen.
Our parents can't be replaced, so we really do need to appreciate them as much as possible while we have them. I lost my mother and father. That was a terrible loss.
Your friend lost his mother and losing her was a loss he will never forget. His loss was the inspiration for your writing and may also help you learn differences in how to use loss and lost (noun and verb).
Please look at how I used LOST and LOSS. You may want to revisit your use of lost in the story. Thank you for writing.
@Elf Noor, not enough words to describe mother's love, I agree
@ Nawa it's true
@Sugeng thanks for reading
nice blog Ratu. Mother love can't describe in words.. i have no words to define mother love. mother is the one who can understand what the child can't say. sometimes we are silent but mother understand that something wrong happened with him/her. so this is called real/true Love. No one can ever take place of Mother.
Nice blog and I really like it. Thank you Ratu
Nice blog.... Meaningful too... For most of us, perants are the living GODS. Specially moms, they always want to see our success. Again nice work keep it up.
@Reeyaz thanks for reading and put your comment, I appreciate it
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