Dear children,
Mother can not sleep tonight ...
You know, since the day her daughter went to college, the house was empty laughter of children. Parents have set for 5 years to get used to it, get used to the emptiness, familiar with the inadequacy of not having the daily, hourly, as a parent probably already familiar with me for over 20 years ... daughter said no, and so is the amount of time that parents have more moments of waiting, waiting until the end of the week, last month on the back with her parents. I will gurgles storytelling sky under the sea, including the place, the puppy go to, talk about friends in all parts of the country ... The peaceful and carefree child.
Now the mother daughter grew, became a woman, went to work, with lovers, with friends and colleagues, has its own concerns, ... And the moment I look back on parents as stretched out, because the less the better, the busy and workaholic. My parents do not blame me, just love me, just sad because not hear you ....
Bang goes a stroll, or to the mother than the child. But the strange thing is our son of a sudden, not weekends, not holidays, holidays. Mother glad you about? not, I now feel more anxious. I know girls who was busy mother, I will not quit this job to go anywhere. Mother worried on your eyes when heavy sadness, the gloomy, tense. Children quiet, quiet and tired. I do not want to talk about my problems. I think she probably would not understand anyway because the pace of life on it is different in your country, because even though my mother who is also a generation ago, or I do not want you to worry and sorrow. But dear children, I was on her side, so why do not you get rid of everything from people, why do not you leave your troubles behind, why do not cry out loud to wash all the unjust, the heartache that children are suppressed, is hidden?
Mother can be a bad mother, not knowing what to do to help him but she was a friend of the child for more than twenty years that body, I do not remember why? Both nights that I did not sleep. Mom and out, watching me sleep, but heartbreaking too. Mother's child was pale, emaciated, eyes still tears banks. The little sleeping children as angels, mother finds son of yore. Mom was afraid I woke up tomorrow morning and then I go back to the concerns of life, children are children of today, and I did not catch the ...
Dear children, I know you will not tell my mother issues, and I would not demanded again until you want to say. I know frail mother, daughter, capital or cry. I have forgotten everything she taught me when I went to college new about that? You must always smiled at present, always facing it, because life inherent attempts at the other, no one is laughing forever, and no one cries for life ...
Previously, when I am in trouble, sorrow, remaining on her side crying, and inter thoughtfully tell unjustly or something. I now also back, still crying, but the silent, which makes both happy mother with concern. Glad to know the mother began to tolerate, to accept the things that life is not perfect for me. Henceforth worried mother no longer accompany the child sorrow anymore.
I still crabby mother say much, but I still have to say what I've heard seemed then. Dear, life is not always pink, so do not be surprised or fall for trivial problems, trivial. Not far will you know how difficult that I have faced it since appeared in this life, the only thing associated with the difficulty of the parents always assumed, so I have not clearly felt that only.
Now, both my feet have walked into this immense life, independence and himself battling hard, so at times I feel overwhelmed is understandable. But I consider it is inevitable, accept and pass it a most positive way. At the worst time, I think the way to remedy that situation, but can not fix it you to expand your heart to accept nodded. I would like to know how serene.
Life is not always what turned against me. You to keep trying, strive in everything. You know, at the agency have a good relationship, sometimes people do not understand me. That's nothing very formidable, I live this every age, how many years to be able to build good relationships with her colleagues physicians. Children just entering the furnace detectors work, you do not have it admired, trusted, they also do not know her daughter was enthusiastic mother, gentle and kind how ... I give them time to assess and understand their children. You also give yourself time to complete and close to the people more. Then one day, my colleagues will understand and love me as "peers Level 3" of the same.
Children do not struggle or sadness too because things are not where, because of a question Sarcasm or irony of someone. Things that you should consider is the salt in the sea, you must learn to ignore to live. If you just only focus on those things, then I just sank into the mire of pessimism, boredom, sadness only. That's what most fear dear mother. Son just keep trying from small things, every moment in life, but never demanding results. I just try not today, then tomorrow you will get results immediately. Sometimes he would catch the sun to wait, it may take a long time dear ... That inherently is the law of life ...
You know, the good cry, and even then no matter what, then I'll still cry when encountered stumbling or sadness. I may cry, but my soul must be firm, you must set to bring in its train a steel industry. And I will never be overthrown. Mother believes, daughters and mothers will grow steadily.
Now mom can not do anything for me. The child sorrow, the suffering of the child, the mother can only support you emotionally, but can not solve the root of the problem. Mother not that old-growth, but the mother's shoulders are not strong enough to bear the children of the hardships of life anymore.
Only me, I let myself accept and overcome. Mother only knew motivate you, support you, just waiting for me to know and for you to cook food that I like. Never lose hope in life for me, please.
Tomorrow I go now, I only know how to write for children these lines to motivate children. Remember that, behind that there is always parents - those who love and support me ....
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