What I Love About You, Mom
I had never understood the pain that a mother felt until that day when my mother took me, her beloved son to the psych ward. At first, I was upset with her. I mean like seriously, how many have ever decided to take their sons to weird hospitals let alone mothers! As I sat in the back seat, I could hear her crying but her tears would not move me in any way. I gave her a look that was filled with hate and every time that she spoke to me, I turned away and said ‘whatever.’ What I didn't fail to notice were the color of her eyes. She must have spent the previous night crying because she knew that this was something she had to do. I could even tell that she must have been praying for me for the past few days by the soarness of her voice. We were two people in the same car; one who still loved the other and was willing to do anything to help and one who felt nothing but distaste and hatred. I don't even know where it came from.
As she was driving, I could feel that there was something wrong but with my pride filled I would not look at her long, but I did realize that her hands were shaking. Tears were still flowing down her cheek and some drivers stared at her but she did not mind. All she wanted to do was to save her son in any way possible. After what seemed to me like an hour of pointless driving, we arrived at the hospital. I got out of the car and reluctantly followed my mother.
My mother turned back and I could see the despair in her eyes and for a moment, I felt sorry for her. You see it was actually my fault that I had allowed our relationship to become so strained and almost impossible to see eye to eye but then I got my footing back and continued as before. We were soon directed to an office and I was asked to wait outside. As soon as my mother was in the office she burst into tears telling the psychiatrist how much she loved me. She had tried everything to get me to stop using drugs, but all had failed. It felt almost as if she wished death upon herself, because maybe that could make me love her in the way children love their mothers. And at the same time make me understand that addiction diminish love. As she continued sobbing, she narrated to the psychiatrist of how she had refrained herself into not following the advice that her friends had given her about cutting me off.
As I sat there, her words pierced my heart. Here I was, giving my mother a hard time and having immense hatred for her and yet she had done everything to keep me safe and still managed to show me love despite the fact that I had made her life impossible. How many mothers can still be able to stand with their sons after the things that I had done? How many mothers would still love them? It was then that I decided that it would be better for me even if it meant staying in the psychiatric hospital for a while. I will be better for her. I will make her proud of me.
When my mother stepped out of the office, I hugged her and told her I loved her and that I would return home soon once my treatment was over. My mom was perplexed and she stared at me. You see, the last time that I told her that I loved her was when I was five years old and now, I was 23. As I was whisked away to my new room, I turned to look at my mother and bid her goodbye and there she was running to embrace me one last time before I began a new life.
“Thank you, son. I love you.”
“I love you too mother. "
With that, I was taken to my room and my mother stood there as if she had lost the most precious thing to her. She called every day to encouraged me. Now with my treatment complete, I cannot help but wonder what life would have been without mother.
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wonderful story...very heart felt. Made me think of my mother!
for you @realm
I love you too mom,
Whether tomorrow or now,
I would always love you immensely,
And offer you all presents,
but for the moment,
I do not have too much money,
Then I make you a hug tenderly,
And make you pass the sweetest of moments.
I love you so.
Your child.
thank for this amazing post
i follow
That's sweet of you :)
Keep writing!
thanks a lot
As a mother of two sons that I worry about constantly, this has touched me deeply.
That made my day!
I remember what my mom told me about worrying:
"That's what mothers do. but don't worry about it".
Exactly... juat know I care - especially when you think I don't !
so touching realm.
Thank you, that's sweet of you.
Thanks for stepping by again!
your always welcome :)
You know what my darling you deserve much more attention in this steemit space. Great story, and it is even better if it's true. Hug dear, touched my soul, I can really relate to both, child - which I was and mother which I am now.
Boogie woogie!! Thank you :D
I try to stay true to myself. Some things go unsaid, but is felt.
Your mother deserves the best. I am so happy for her that you allowed yourself to love her. I wish you both the best. And a special wish for you in your recovery. Thank you for the SBD.
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This is super touching. As I was reading I was on the verge of tears. Thank You so much for sharing this with us.
That's awesome :') Thanks, man!
Really strong and touthing story. She is amazing ur mother and u are strong to stand tall and talk about it😊
I can relate, my boyfriend have been trough treatments to and was at hospital 2 month.
I was a mess didnt know what he felt and if he was getting better.
But he did and like u it opened his eyes and finally he could se what was wrong. I almost left him cause he was mean. But now I also understand why.
So glad u got a second chance.
Followed upvoted resteemed. Thx for sharing
Good thing it's going better with you and your boyfriend.
Thanks for reblogging my post :)
Ur welcome :0) thx for sharing
Thank u so much for the sdb i recived 😊
thanks for gift....mother love is best thing in the world..great..
Resteemed!!
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Hi! @realm. What a story! upvoted and following your blog and resteem. Thank you very much for such beautiful story, full of compassion. I am still learning about Steemit. I just manage to put a picture in to my profile, and I have noticed that you sent me a tip! Thanks. Keep up the creative effort and spread your positive energy around us!
I've read it, you know what, this really touched my heart, cause I lost my mother when tsunami hit Aceh-Indonesia on 2004